She hadn't felt fear in a long time. In her dreams, she was trapped in darkness, suffocated as the chill seeped into her bones, making her shiver. She cried out for help, but no one could hear her. She hugged herself, burying her head in her knees, crying silently.
Aurelia Shaw was jolted back to reality by a gust of cold wind and realized the window was open.
She remembered Mason Nightshade had closed it before they went to sleep.
Aurelia put on slippers and approached the window. Just as her hand touched it, suddenly, a pale, slender, slightly cool hand grasped her wrist and pulled her out.
A strong arm encircled her waist, pulling her into an embrace. Aurelia caught a whiff of a cold scent. She looked up and met Alaric Wood's wicked, slightly androgynous face, causing her heart to jolt.
What was Alaric Wood doing here?!
