Kiana
I hadn’t seen Finn all night, not since they dragged me away. I was taken to a completely different part of the building, three floors up, and chained to a different wall with a bed.
Cozy.
Instead of resting for the ritual, I pulled myself as close to the window as I could possibly get and stared outside. It was the same side of the building, the same view of the ritual circle. No new information presented itself, but while I was trying to find an escape, I was also searching for Troy.
I could feel through the bond that he was close. Alive. Getting stronger every hour that passed. Hope flared inside of me.
When the sun rose, the door opened. Three wolves and three witches stood before me. “Time to prepare,” one of them said, her voice laced with excitement. She put a white dress
