CHAPTER TWELVE

Scarlet’s sobs tore through her. She clutched Sage tightly to her chest as she flew through the air. His eyes were closed and she could only just feel his soft heartbeat where he was pressed into her.

Her arms ached but there was no way she was stopping. Something was pushing her onwards, as though some force were drawing her toward the tower she’d seen in her locket.

She didn’t know how long she’d been flying. It felt like forever. Time had become a blur of fear, grief, and pain. And worse than everything was the deep gnawing sensation in her stomach, the sensation that told her she needed to feed. She was craving blood and it was agonizing. She didn’t want to be a soulless demon, feasting on raw flesh like a cannibal, but the need inside of her was one she knew she couldn’t ignore. She would have to feed, and soon.

Desperately she looked around her, trying to see whether there was anywhere to land and hunt. She felt guilty at the thought of setting Sage down just so she could eat,