Chapter 92: The Darkest Hour Part 1

Emily

The bottom just keeps dropping out. After a year of torturing myself over my sister, I finally find her again and she’s been reduced to a trembling, blood-drenched wreck.

My guts turn to ashes seeing her like this. I should have found her sooner, been here to help her. There has to have been something along the way I could have changed so it didn’t have to come to this. Yet, deep down I think a part of me wondered.

I felt off a few weeks ago. 

Like a part of me was torn and looking at Raya now, I can’t help but wonder if that’s when she was turned.

“Marek!” Strato, Marek’s rat-faced beta, swaggers onto the scene beaming with so much pride it can only mean one thing. “We’ve got them.” Three simple words that hit me like bullets to the chest.

No.

“Excellent.” My captor swells with triumph. “Bring them here. I want them to see this.”

“Don’t,” I spit through gritted teeth. “Please.”