Rael’s POV

She wasn’t moving.

Kael ripped the cell door off its hinges like it was made of paper. The crash echoed through the dungeon, a sound that could wake the dead, but not her.

I rushed in and dropped to my knees beside her. “Marin.” My voice cracked. I shook her shoulder, gentle at first, then harder. “Hey. Wake up.”

Nothing.

Her lips were pale. Her skin ice-cold.

Panic hit me like a ...