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outdoors without fear of the savages is monumental. I glance at Lana’s hand to make sure she carries her bow and I am relieved even further.
    “Lesson on staying alive numero uno , the savages can’t sense you if you aren’t being a super freak— a la glowing eyes and vibrating body. Keep your magic in check and your heart keeps beating…and you make my job a little easier. We have to go into the forest to get to the lagoon.” She pauses and then turns around to make sure I have heard her.
    I nod my head in agreement because I am unsure if I have control over my magic and a verbal yes would seem a lie. I do not want to lie to Lana. I ball up my fist to make sure the wound is still open and pain radiates up my arm. The pain buries what I do not wish to feel.
    I sigh in relief. “My mother never told me that,” I say quietly.
    Lana takes my hand and drags me to walk next to her. She swings up her bow to ready for the forest and tells me, “Emma, I’m willing to bet your mother didn’t tell you a lot of things.” A shiver rises up my back forcing my neck hairs to stand on end. The mere mention of the only person I have ever trusted omitting truths spurs fear.
    Lana notices she has upset me and changes the subject. “Tell me about the dark witches that came to your house.”
    I clutch my palm, forcing it open to bleed, and answer her. “There were five witches. They were almost identical. I was different compared to them, too,” I admit. She grabs my bleeding hand and shakes her head.
    “This isn’t a good habit to get into.” She smiles widely, pleased at my new trick. “I cut you last night to make a point.”
    “What was the point?” I ask.
    “Isn’t it obvious? You have control over yourself. You have control over your emotions still. The magic doesn’t. I cut you to hurt you…and to make you angry.”
    I stop walking, furious at what she points out.
    “Emma, you are basically a dark witch at this point. I’m the only person on the entire planet that will help you—that gives two shits if you live or die.” She places her hands on her hips and stares me down.
    I want my eyes to glow white out of defiance but cannot force myself to do it. I do not want the magic to overtake me.
    “Do you want my help?”
    I take three deep breaths. My heart is pounding and anger is blistering the atmosphere, but I know I do want her help. Lana gauges me for my response. She does not know how I will respond. Her eyebrows wrinkle in concern.
    I stay silent, so she continues. “I’ll take you to the Dark Citadel right now if that’s what you want. You’ll meet your new husband and he’ll be forcing his clean DNA into your body by eve. I mean fuck, who wouldn’t want that fate? He might even visit your bed first before the hundred other mindless darklings he’s married to. You’re so lucky, Emma.”
    Her words are callous and only stoke the ever-growing fire of rage inside my body. I want to kill her, I want to rearrange her delicate features into something befitting a monster. My anger is now fury.
    “It may not be a fate that you find appealing, but it is the fate that my mother bought for me with her life,” I say through gritted teeth. “She also said the dark witches will kill me when they are finished with me and no, I do not wish that fate, so I do need your help.” I notice the blood dripping from my hand and relax it by my side. My magic does not surface.
    “Smart move, darkling. We’re almost to the lagoon. Try to keep that hand wrapped up.” She tosses a brown satchel to me. It contains more vegetables. I see her smile before she turns and stalks off. She has angered me on purpose again.
    I reevaluate Lana. She is a brutal savage.

Chapter Four
    January 11th, Afternoon
    “I promise there are absolutely zero savages in this water.” Lana is completely naked. She is thrashing about in the water like a person mad. She laughs as she watches me shake my head in refusal. The lagoon as she calls