Freya‘s pov.

I came to with a dry gasp, just as raised voices pierced the haze in my head.

"This is insane," Dorian snapped. "We can’t stay here. There will be more of them—hybrids. Someone betrayed our location."

"She needs to continue what we started," Tiberius shot back, arms crossed, unflinching. "She doesn’t have the luxury of hiding."

They didn’t even notice I was awake. I lay on a worn mattress, breathing slowly, blinking up at the ceiling while two ...