Kira

I was drowning.

Silver chains around my wrists, pulling me down into black water. Silas's voice echoing: *"You're mine. You were always mine. He's not coming for you."*

I couldn't breathe. Couldn't scream. The water filled my lungs—

"Kira! Wake up! You're safe, wake up!"

Hands on my shoulders, shaking me. I lashed out blindly, my fist connecting with something solid. A grunt of pain.

My eyes flew open.

Dante's face, inches from mine. His hand pressed to his jaw where I'd hit ...