Ensnared by Blood

SPECIAL CHAPTER: BIANCA CRUZ POV

The ring blazed like a dying star.

Pink light erupted from the cage, so bright I had to shield my eyes. The red thread connecting Freya's finger to the beacon pulled taut, vibrating like a guitar string about to snap. The girl's blood pooled beneath her, dark and spreading across the dirt floor.

Perfect.

The air cracked. Not thunder, not gunshot, but something deep