Chapter 64

Iris

We don’t let Isla inside at first.

She stands in the snow, drenched and shivering. Her blonde hair stringy and wild like she’s been running for days. I don’t move. Zane stands beside me, arms crossed, muscles tense, clearly ready to throw her back into the woods if I give the word.

But I don’t. I just stare.

This is my old best friend. The girl who I walked to school with every single day unt