Kara

The nightmare didn’t just wake me. It shattered me.

I jolted upright in the cold tent, heart hammering like a beast desperate to escape my chest. My skin prickled with a fire I couldn’t douse, silver roots crawling beneath my flesh like they wanted to strangle me from the inside out.

The fae queen’s cruel laughter echoed in my ears, a cold, mocking sound that burrowed into my bones. “You belong to me.”

I swallowed hard, trying ...