Chapter 152

Sylvie POV

She was beautiful. That was the first strange thought that entered my mind, as I gazed upwards at her. So unfair. Even while hanging like a trussed up fish on a hook, my mother still resembled or looked like an angel. It was ironic. She'd stayed unconscious the whole time we'd travelled back, luckily no sign of the other hunters that were expected, and now she wriggled and flailed arou