Raquel’s POV

I woke up to the intense feeling of being stared at.

Considering the last moment of the dream was still fresh in my mind, and composed of me having my guts ripped out by a demon who was still very much alive, I honestly didn’t want to know what had eyes on.

But, as I’d trained my whole life to confront all manner of monsters and to best them, I couldn’t exactly let my fears get the best of me. So I turned in ...