Naeva Quinn

I was only doing what River said. Not like I truly get my role, I didn't even belong yet. The stick felt foreign in my hand, the clothes like I was disguising. But I went on. It was easier than asking questions. Especially since I already joined the team.

As I slipped out of my shirt, Mrs. Ivy’s voice still echoed in my head, swaying like a spell I couldn't shut out.

They aren’t as gentle as they look. You must take them before they think they can take you, Naeva.

Take ...