Rissa’s POV

The forest split open in chaos. Shadows surged like a tide, arrows slicing through the night. The metallic tang of blood filled the air before the first body hit the ground.

And then I saw him.

Josh.

For a heartbeat, I thought my smoke-choked lungs had conjured him. The broad shoulders. The familiar gait. The wolf that once steadied me. But when he caught the arrow meant for my chest and snapped it in his fist, reality struck harder than the flames we had just ...