Oath of Betrayal (The Broken Bonds: Slavic Fantasy #1)

One week later

D ragon fire surrounded me, the flames dancing before my eyes as Tal and Arno looked on in silent accusation, their bodies obscured by an impenetrable fog. I knew I loved them, had been willing to sacrifice myself to keep them safe, but something was missing, and I couldn’t help but search for whatever that was.

A desperate sob shook my body. I wanted to burn away the fog and discover what I’d lost, to feel something, anything other than numb confusion. Two more shadows ghosted across my vision, and this time, I felt something: fear.

Fear that the emotions locked deep inside would break free and destroy those I’d begun to care for. As I looked down, I saw four threads lying in my hand, each one disappearing past the wall of flame. I pulled my hand back, gripping the threads tightly, but no matter how hard I tugged, nothing changed.