YELENA

It felt like the world had cracked open and I was standing right in the middle of it.

First, the attack.

I still didn’t understand it.

One minute I was walking back from work, the night air thick with smoke and rain, the streetlights flickering like they were scared too.

The next minute, he was there. A shadow. A growl. A hand at my throat before I could even shift.

“You don’t even know what you did,” he had snarled, his eyes glowing gold in the dark. “I’m taking ...