Chapter 106

• MILICENT
• The first thing I felt when I woke was pain. Like fire buried under the skin kind of pain. The air stank of damp wood, rust, and wolfsbane and every breath I pulled into my lungs tasted like poison.
• My wrists were still bound and my body felt like lead, every muscle aching when I even thought about moving. The wolfsbane wasn’t wearing off. It was working, sinking into every vein, dragging me down like I was drowning in tar.