Chapter 10 Prettiest Corpse in Haven-9

Rhea POV

Before breath came back, I dreamed.

There was no body, no pain, just heat and darkness, and the smell of scorched metal.

Three shapes circled me in the void, their voices braided through the air like a storm.

"One burns. One hunts. One feeds."

Then silence.

And a whisper, soft as smok...