Chapter 5
ARA
M y eyes snapped open.
A roar.
Goosebumps spread over my frozen skin, my swollen eyes darting up and down the tunnel. It was too dark to see anything in the dungeon, but I had heard that— felt it, even in my sleep.
A bone-rattling roar.
A spark of hope lit in my chest.
One word left my lips on a shaky breath: “Rogue.”
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