Wolfsbane a nightshade novel book 26/12/2023 The cloudy skies filtered sunlight through tall leaded windows stretching the length of the opposite wall, tingeing pale shadows with a rose-hued gleam as I scanned the room for an exit, finding a tall oak door to the right of the bed. My eyes adjusted to the low light of the room. What had happened? He’d left me alone in the dark for so long. I could hear his voice, feel the brush of his hands on my cheek as I’d slipped in and out of consciousness. A boy on his knees, blindfolded and bound, alone in the forest. The thought of the Bane alpha made my chest tighten, but when I dropped my face into my hands, another figure replaced him. I couldn’t see well in the dim light, but I could tell this shirt wasn’t mine, or rather, wasn’t Shay’s borrowed sweater-the one I’d been wearing the night everything changed.Ī blur of images rushed through my head. The fabric was smooth, with no sign of rips or tears from the crossbow bolts. My fingers moved along the surface of my shirt. It took me a moment to realize that the screams had been my own, each cry clawing my throat until it was raw. I took a couple of painful swallows, trying to moisten my parched mouth. The room became still, flooded with silence. I sat up with a gasp, blinking into the shadows. A terrible weight pressed into my chest, making me struggle for each breath as I lay drowning in my own blood. I was exhausted with the two of us uncertain of our way, we halted on a plateau lonelier than desert paths.
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