Chapter 168

I woke from the horrible nightmare with a start, my eyes instantly watering from the sunlight that scalded them. A rush of panic swallowed the scream in my throat but did nothing to stop the stomach clenching sensation that came when standing at a great height and staring at the ground far below. A cool morning breeze lapped at my face, chilling the sweat that clung to my rosy skin.

How had I gotten out here?

For several seconds I held still, staring at my feet as they hovered halfway over the balcony’s ledge. The stained-glass doors leading back into my suite were thrown wide open, but I had no recollection of having touched them in the first place.

Half of me scrambled to find an explanation for my current whereabouts, while the other tried to make sense of the disturbing memory the White Bull had shown me.

I’d long ago discovered Dain’s mishap and how the Bull had whispered in his ear until my mate was desperate enough to let him in, but I hadn’t known the full extent of the horror