Faye's POV
I should have been terrified by the sounds of battle raging beyond the carriage walls. The violent clash of weapons against fangs, the savage roars mixing with human screams, should have left me paralyzed with fear.
Instead, I remained perfectly still on the cushioned seat, my fingers interlaced tightly with Hardy's unconscious hand.
"We will survive this," I murmured against his palm, pressing it close as though my words could somehow reach him through the darkness that held him. "All of us will make it through."
