“Finally.”

The voice wasn’t hers.

But it was.

Lyla’s eyes snapped open, her body hitting solid ground. The world around her shimmered in silver and blood-red. The sky was a searing canvas of fire, the Blood Moon looming so close it felt like it could crush her.

And standing only a few steps away

Herself.

Shadow-Lyla tilted her head, smiling with venomous sweetness. Same face. Same fire. But her eyes glowed with endless black, a void that swallowed every spark of ...