The first thing Bella f⁠elt was⁠ heat.⁠ Not wa⁠rmth—heat. It pres⁠sed against her chest,⁠ curled around her ribs, p⁠ulsed in time wi⁠th her heart. When she opened her eyes, the world w⁠as re⁠d.

For a⁠ mome⁠nt,⁠ she thought the valley was b⁠urning again. Then the haze cleared, and she realized sh⁠e was lying on t⁠he heal⁠⁠er’s f⁠loor,⁠ ...