Chapter 22

• Fiona’s POV
• The knocked sounded again, this time more ominous than ever. Or maybe that was just my anxiety talking? Or the heat coursing my body. Whatever it was it had me paralyzed in fear for a moment.
• Another heavy knock, this time it was as impatient as ever and I sprang to my feet, moving silently to stand in front of the door barring me from the intruder outside. Just as another knock was about coming, I opened the door in panic, my eyes turned as round as saucers when I saw who it was and it was the was the last person I wanted to see.