MARA'S POV

Consciousness returned like a slow tide cold and reluctant. My eyes opened and I glared at the familiar walls, I'd bolted from hours before and the shitty scent of Leander that was on my clothes.

My body felt weak and a slow bloom of pain was tracing across my ribs where the guards gripped me yesterday. My wrists tingled so much but it was Leander's words that disturbed me more. His voice was in my head: I'm killing you the moment you done giving birth and my dead body will be sent ...