Chapter 5

Rhea’s POV

Merek forced bitter medicine into my mouth while Calder held my shoulders. I swallowed, vomited, and was made to swallow again. “Stay with me,” Merek ordered, pressing his fingers over my wolf mark. “If your beast core closes, I cannot reopen it.”

I wanted to remind him that he had damaged it first. Before I could speak, the hall disappeared. Inside the darkness, a woman stood beside a silver wolf. I had seen her during my worst nights in Black Hollow and blamed hunger.

Four faded Redfang marks lined her dress. Her face resembled mine. “Mara?” I asked.