Chapter 59: Nyra’s POV

The forest was quiet when I woke.

Mist clung to the ground like a low-lying ghost, the whole thing looked like a scene out of a horror movie. Our makeshift campfire had long since died. For a moment, I forgot escaping that hell or that I was now in the wood far away from a place I was once forced to call home.

Then I saw Kade.

He was slumped against a tree trunk, one arm draped loosely over his bent knee, the other resting near the hilt of his blade. His head had ...