Chapter Seventeen
When Chloe came to, it was with a disturbing sense of familiarity and déjà vu. Through bleary eyes, she peered at the earthen ceiling overhead, and a minute tilt of her head showed her prison bars on a cell door.
Oh, no. It was all a dream, was her first thought as consciousness slowly spilled back into her. That was, until she tried to move her leg and felt a stab of pain surge up her body.
“You wish it was a dream,” KieraFreya said, her voice a strange companion in the dark. “You’re welcome, by the way.”
Chloe tried raising her head, but every movement led to pain. “I’m welcome? For what?”
“For getting you out of there, i***t. If it hadn’t have been for me, you’d be insect chow right now, inside some creature’s stomach.”
“You...saved me?”
“Oh, don’t get all gooey
