I awoke on the journey. For a long time, everything around me was just darkness. I couldn’t tell where I was. But I knew what was happening. I was taken. That was the price for my stubbornness. The price for me turning against the Crimson Mist.

And yet, I didn’t regret what I did. I couldn’t. How was I supposed to continue to betray Varon when I carried his child? How was I supposed to betray the Rising Moon Pack when I carried their ...