Chapter 47

Her lips were dry, her throat parched. Talin hadn't taken a sip of water for hours. It could be the thirst. It could be the gust of wind. It could be the shifting of the weather from cool to freezing. Whatever the reason was, her eyes fluttered open.

Purple orbs blinked back at her, set against a pale, forlorn face. "You're awake."

Talin tried to grab Brielle, but an intense, searing pain shot under her arm before she did, causing her to bare her teeth and abandon the notion....