Chapters (32)
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- To My Readers
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
I had to believe that if I stayed alive long enough for Donovan to figure out what just happened, then I’d be okay. He must’ve felt me pull his power before our bond cut off. He’d order the pack to hand over the brooch. I just had to hang on.
I got up on my hands and knees, but one of my arms wasn’t working right. I glanced down and my stomach rolled. There was a curve in my arm just below the elbow. It’d broken and healed that way. Which meant I’d been unconscious for an hour or more.
My heart picked up as I started panicking. Why hadn’t Donovan gotten the brooch yet? That was more than enough time…
I’d been through worse though. I wasn’t sure when, but I’d been cursed and almost died. And I’d already survived Bhrunyz once. Panicking wouldn’t be useful. Using my head—that was helpful.
I took a few even breaths as I tried to get control.
I stood up, and the cave walls swam in my vision. I must’ve hit my head really hard if it wasn’t healed by now. I swallowed down nausea.
Bhrunyz hadn’t killed me yet, which was a good sign. He wanted to play with me first, but that meant that I could buy some time for Donovan to take Saoirse down.
I had to think if I was going to survive. Bhrunyz was probably going to know I was awake soon if he didn’t already. Shifting would make me safer, but with a broken arm, it wasn’t a great idea. I could run on two feet just fine, but on only three paws, I’d be slower.
In human form, I had a lot more vulnerabilities, but my human eyes had already adjusted so I could see in the dark. The cave was taller than expected, but if I stood on my tiptoes, I could touch the ceiling in some spots. There might be a place where Bhrunyz couldn’t reach me. He was pretty big, and I could make myself small. It was a long shot, but I was grasping at hope wherever I could find it.
The cavern had three smaller tunnels branching off the main chamber. All I could see at the end of each tunnel was darkness. The floor was mostly dirt with rocks, some the size of my fist and others three feet wide. I could smell death and decay, but I wasn’t sure if it was just Bhrunyz’s scent that permeated every inch of this place or there was a stash of decaying bodies somewhere in this hellhole.