Evelyn POV
My entire body aches. I force my eyes open trying to figure out what the hell happened. One minute I'm in the woods near the cottage, and now I'm in what I can only describe as a wasteland. Everything that should be lush and green looks like it's been long dead. Images of wolves and my b**ch of a daughter pop into my mind. Panic washes over me when an image of her wolf that should have been buried deep inside her clamping its jaws down on me. What the hell is this place?
"Oh Evelyn, we have been waiting for you," a disembodied voice says. "Who the hell said that? Where the hell am I?" A dark figure steps from behind a large dead tree. I'm horrified when what I assume is a woman pulls off a hooded cape. Her face is scarred, and her hair looks like it hasn't been brushed ever. H
