Chapter 111

The purple-orange color of twilight glowed on Brielle as she descended her Smilodon. Darkness was almost upon them, yet she still felt hot, hotter than necessary, as if the volcano itself was erupting from her skin, through every pore of her body. She bit back her tongue. The Smilodon pawed the soil beside her feet, as if asking its owner if she was alright. She hadn't been in a while, all thanks to Seri's experiment. She patted the animal's head. "Soon," Brielle crooned, frowning at the...