Not even Death can keep us apart.
Dying was supposed to be permanent, but Death had a different plan for me.

I was told to awaken and take back my power. But since I came back to life with only a few faint scars to show for it, I didn’t feel so powerful. Though everyone around me believed I was.

There was still a hunt for me, and because of my cowardice, everyone around me was a possible casualty.

While we gathered our group and talked about our next move, I struggled to feel anything but cold and numb. Only Rune was able to chase it away with his heated touches and kisses.

A few times, it felt like I wasn’t me but who I used to be… Estrid.

Was I losing myself and becoming more of who I was in my past life each time I slipped into my old self? Were the messages I kept hearing while getting lost in the storms clues of who was after me?

And most importantly…

Was I going to finally awaken and protect Rune this time around when he needed me the most?