Avery’s POV
“You!” I stared, shocked at the man from my dream about being tangled in vines. I could still viscerally remember the feeling of his lips on mine as he’d stolen that kiss and left me to struggle.
My eyes darted from him to the door behind him. As I watched, the one-eyed man reached down and turned the bolt in the lock. My heart raced.
I had thought I would go to Silvermoon, confront Zara, find my mother and leave. Now it appeared that was going to be more difficult than I first imagined.
“What have you done with my mother?” I demanded, whirling back to face Zara. With the fire behind her, her face was sinisterly backlit, with only her red lips gleaming from the shadows.
“Don’t worry your empty little head about that.” Zara shrugged, “So long as you behave, your mother
