Chapter 42
- Marcus
- The sunlight strobed through the window and flashed over my eyelids, waking me from a disjointed dream. Images of Kyra had combined with the vivid memories of pain.
- It was a dream I’d had often, but this one was different. There was someone else there. I knew I had to protect whoever it was, but I didn’t know why. Weary and stymied, I pushed the images from my mind and shielded my eyes from the dancing glare.