"Come to me!"

"I'm calling you!"

"Sansa!"

Vera’s chilling whispers echoed in my ears, again and again.

Suddenly, I was no longer in Amara’s room—I was in the forest. Xavier’s lifeless body lay beside me. Blood was everywhere. My hands gripped the silver knife, stabbing him twice, the whispers urging me on.

A twisted grin spread across my face. Greed and dark pleasure took over, pushing me to stab him again and again. I watched the blood flow, savoring the horrific sight as if it ...