LYRA:I snapped awake with my heart racing, the dream still fresh and vivid, Ronan’s arms pulling me close, the baby kicking happily between us.But those last words he spoke in the dream cut through everything else like a knife.“But I hope you remember that Cole is still a prisoner?”I sat up carefully, trying not to make the mat creak, and I looked over at him. Cole was still fast asleep on his side of the bed, breathing slowly, one arm tucked under his head, looking completely peaceful, like someone who can't harm a fly.I stared at his back, at the faint scars crossing his shoulder from the fight he and Ronan had, the one I never wanted to remember, and suddenly the fog in my mind cleared completely.It wasn’t just the crash or the river or the boar that mattered anymore.Before all of that, there had been the kidnapping, the way he took me from Ronan, chained me up, kept me locked away like I was something he owned because of one stupid night, and because I didn't choose him.Th
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