Hunted

❝But then my eyes jolt open, and I stare into the bright light, willing myself to stay awake, to fight against sleep. Footsteps sound. Then a deep, honeyed voice with a predatory undertone. "Ah, Julia, Jax. You've led us on a merry chase, but it's time to give up." A minuscule part of my brain tells me to scream, to r...