Elara's POV

I went back to that book a few days later.

The tingling in my hands spread up my arms like fire through dry wood.

I tried to speak but my tongue felt thick and useless. The library tilted sideways and Lucien's face blurred at the edges. I heard him call my name from very far away as darkness rushed in.

When I woke my head pounded and my mouth tasted like copper, the bright light made me squint.

First thing I noticed was the white walls and the sharp scent of ...