Aliyah's POV My stomach lurched as I fell, the sensation of gravity disappearing as it swallowed me whole. I tried to scream for Skylar, for Tyler, but the gag in my mouth turned my cry into a pathetic, muffled sob.The fall didn’t last as long as I expected. I hit something hard, not stone, but a thick layer of moss that smelled like old blood and stagnant water. The impact knocked the wind out of me. I rolled across the damp floor of whatever we had landed in, my silver chains clanking against the ground."Get up, Zeen wolf," a voice hissed.I rolled on my back, gasping for air. Dahlia was standing a few feet away. Her clothes were torn, and her face was smeared with the red ritual paint, but her eyes were wide with a manic sort of joy. She looked around the dim cave."We’re deep enough now," Dahlia said, walking toward me. "The wards down here will block their tracking. Even a mate bond can't pierce the bedrock of this place."I scrambled backward on my elbows, my heels digging in
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