Ivan
'Breathe,' Garmr urged as I gasped for air. 'You'll suffocate if you don't breathe.'
I tried but couldn't. Memories have never hurt me like this. Black Coral laughed at me, mocking me as it wracked my body with pain. It loved giving me that memory because now it could take its price. The pain of my first shift, even if it refused to show me. The adrenaline of sneaking out and the trust Nefera had in me. No, it was more than that.
She'd had faith that I wouldn't fail us.
'Control it,' Van ordered, his anger replaced by a commanding presence. 'The curse feeds on your despair. Use it instead.'
