SERENITY KELLER
I woke from unconsciousness. My body was in pain.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the soaring vaulted ceiling and beautiful stained-glass windows of a church. This place was unfamiliar—nowhere I knew. My hands were locked in icy silver shackles. Even the slightest contact with the metal sent searing pain through my skin. I couldn't move.
I called out to Novella. She whimpered weakly inside me, unable to respond clearly. My heart sank. I couldn't shift.
"Don't move!"
Someone barked at me as I struggled. I looked up and saw several armed men pointing their guns at me. Every barrel was aimed at my heart or my head. I sucked in a sharp breath.
Hunters!
Before fear could fully set in, my gaze drifted past the hunters to a figure skulking behind them. Frank was slinking toward the church exit.
