_Lisa's POV_
The air cracked with a roar that shook the ground. Shadows poured into the maze like storm clouds, swallowing the light. I clutched at my chest. I felt breathless.
“He’s here,” I whispered.
Sierra’s voice growled low in my head. Fenric knows what you have done . He is coming for you.
My heart pounded. I looked at my mother. “What do I do?”
Before she could answer, the shadows split apart. He stepped through them.
Fenric.
He looked younger than the man I had fought in the present, but his eyes were the same; cold and burning with cruelty. His lips twisted into a smile that made my stomach turn.
“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice echoing across the hall. “The lost little wolf has freed the lambs I fattened for eternity. How touching. How useless.”
Rage flared in me. I
