Chapter 89

• The moment my eyes fluttered shut, the world beneath me dissolved. When I opened them again, I wasn’t in Crescent Ridge High… or anywhere remotely connected to reality.
• I stood inside a realm that felt like it had been painted from the colors inside my own body—shades of icy blue that reminded me of my eyes, streaks of molten red like my hair, all melting into a violet sky that hummed with power. Even the ground shimmered as if alive, each blade of grass vibrating with a pulse older than anything in the human world.
• The air buzzed with an ancient energy that wrapped around me like a warm cloak. A part of me wanted to sink into it forever… but the bigger part of me remembered Zane’s fierce protectiveness, Jace’s possessive warmth, their scents, their hands.