Jessamine
I start awake with a gasp, hands clawing at my throat for air. I flail, thrash and kick at an invisible assailant for several minutes. A sharp snarl snaps me out of my reverie and I open my eyes, panting. I see the sky first, the clouds rushing overhead to cover the moon. It’s no longer full, and it makes me wonder if Kier has ridden back home with Moira.
Smoke fills my lungs and the heavy thudding of boots causes me to turn my head to the left. There’s something roasting above the fire. My skin crawls when I take in the skinned prize. It looks like a coyote. Or even worse, a wolf.
Something tugs at my subconscious and I sit up straight. My heart jolts at the sight of the rogue who abducted me. His eyes are on me and there’s something odd about his face in the light. It takes
