Chapter 55

• The house was eerily quiet, and the items on the wall made my skin crawl. I kept my steps light as I dragged Ryland who seemed relieved that Skye was not in the building, deeper into the house.
• I felt her before I sensed her, and I barely managed to avoid the object she sent hurtling at me while still keeping a tight grip on Ryland.
• She seemed to vanish into space before appearing once more, this time behind me, and she managed to cut me deeply with the dagger she held. The cut burned like a motherfucker, and I swung out in anger. My fist hit its mark and the force of it threw her until she crashed against the wall.