Mom

[Elise's POV]

Pain radiates through me. Everything hurts, from my hair to the tips of my toes. It's a burning pain that flares with the slightest of movements, and it makes me wonder if William and I went too hard earlier.

Groaning, I attempt to move my body in hopes of finding a position that would help relieve the pain, only to find that I'm being held in place by something.

Eyes flying open, I begin to look around me, only to find that I'm not on the balcony of William's family's penthouse. Instead, I'm what looks to be a cathedral with rows of pews that are occupied by the cloaked bastards that we are hunting.

They sit and watch me as I continue to take in my surroundings until I understand what is happening. This was another glimpse into what the enemy was doing, and although it felt like I was in my body, I was actually in the body of their next victim.

No. I hiss inwardly, trying to figure out what I could do to help whoever this person was, but I was nothing more than a specta