Page 4 of Shadow Bonds

I nod, and she steps around me. My eyes find the four men as they all watch me with nothing but suspicion and hate in their eyes.

But they’re not the only ones feeling suspicious. I wouldn’t trust any of them as far as I could throw them.

Dawn presses a spot at the side of my head, and I hiss when a sharp slice of pain shoots through to the other side.

“And you don’t remember how you got this?” Dawn asks from beside me.

I shake my head, quickly stopping when it sends waves of pain up through my skull.

“It’s pretty deep,” she says, and the four guy’s expression slowly start to morph into confused frowns.

“I can close this up here, but I want to do some further testing if you don’t mind. Your lack of memories is very concerning,” she says, the worry in her tone evident.

“Maybe it’s just because she’s blonde,” Dimples says with a roll of his eyes. Obviously, he’s not very concerned. But he’s obviously fucking blind. My hair is brown.

“I’m not blonde,” I grit out, only making my headache worse.

He raises a brow, and when I don’t say anything else, he lets out a dramatic sigh and moves over to the kitchen counter,searching the drawers for something before walking over to me with an object in his hand.

I tense up, ready to dive out of the way, when he places the object a few inches away from my face. But it’s just a mirror.

I relax a little but freeze when I see what’s staring back at me.

Blonde hair. Turquoise eyes. Small nose. Full lips. Olive skin.

I slowly move a trembling hand up to my face and watch as the girl in the mirror does the same. My fingers graze along her cheek, her unscarred skin, and small nose. And I feel each brush of finger as it slides across my skin.

No freckles. No scars. No brown hair and pale skin.

She’s around the same age as me, and from the looks of it, the same height too.

But this can’t be real. This isn’t me.

An image of my own body lying across from me in that burning building flashes across my mind.

I was looking at her… atme. Butshewas dead. I thought it was a hallucination. I thought I was seeing things. Not… Oh god.

My heart races, thumping loudly in my ears and chest.

She… I burned in that building. I’m…Dead…

But how? How is any of this possible? I feel like me. A little stronger though confused with a whopping headache. But I don’t feel any different.

No. I shake my head and quickly regret it when the thumping spreads. I’m here. The mirror has to be a trick. It has to be…

I bend forward as the world tilts and starts to spin.

“Sena… I need you to breathe. Deep breaths… deep breaths…” Dawn says from somewhere far away from me.

But I can’t breathe, there’s no air… I can’t… The room closes in around me, and dark spots fill my vision. The world spins and tilts once more, and then darkness swallows me whole.

CHAPTER 2

My eyes blink open, and the first thing I see is white. White walls, white sheets and bedding, and a white door.

“Where am I?” I mumble and sit up while trying to remember the last thing that happened.

The house. The four males. Dawn. The mirror. It all flashes across my mind as Dawn comes into view with a reassuring smile on her face.

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