The Awakening

*Lyra*

I jolted awake, gasping for air as the cold dampness of the earth seeped through my ruined clothes. The phantom tug on my shattered mate bond still lingered in my chest, a desperate pulse from Rowan cutting through the suffocating dark. That tiny spark was a lifeline. I refused to die down here. I would not fade away as a pathetic footnote in someone else's twisted game, trapped in a dirt