Chapter 43. Trapped with the Rogue

She was back there again. Back in the Rogue’s pit.

Her screams echoed in her head, how her skin had scraped against the rough, jagged walls as she had fallen, and how she had landed so hard with a loud thud.

Then, the sound of their mixed snarls and the descent on her body. Many of them.

And then above her, watching with that maddening hunger in them, was the Red rogue.

It had been the last to strike. The one that ended her life. It was the one that gave her that deep-rooted fear, and the real trauma came from it. Anytime she recalled her death, he was always the main character of it. It had been the most brutal one, especially how it had sunk its long canines into her neck and...

They locked eyes, and Rhiannon took a slow step back, her body trembling. She sought the connection she had with Elijah, hoping it would work once again.

Then, the rogue lunged.

The rogue was faster than her eyes could see. She only had time to blink before she cau