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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