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A familiar ache hit my bones, my body trying to transform as another injection was administered.
No.
No.
The second cry was a cracking whisper, and the voice in my mind changed to a woman’s voice.
Husky.
Raspy.
One that I’d heard before.
She had sung in her glass cage, the one she had chosen.
The lull of her memory and voice had me calming even though my body writhed, still strapped down in place.
Darkness lingered along the edges, but I embraced it.
Stinging erupted along my arms and back.
I wished I had the words to describe how it felt.
Good. Bad. Terrifying.
That last word was how many of the white coats here described me. Hell, that was how some of the others acted when they saw me through their cages.
I hated to be grateful for my glass prison, but their metal ones looked worse.
Smaller, somehow.
This darkness was vast, a containment of a scale I’d never experienced.
Within it, I felt power that I’d never experienced before. It was life and death, twined together as one.
As the darkness continued to fall, the stinging began to fade. Only one word filled my mind.
Mate.
The beautiful snake.
The witch.
My mate.
Reaching out, I brushed against a being that felt more warm and alive than I did. Instead of rejection, I felt a thrumming power that steadied me. There was a soft sigh, then the darkness took over.
What have they done?
Chapter 24
Echo
SATURDAY
Isla slept fitfully on the ground, and despite myself, I let her stay there instead of transferring her to the bed.
After what had happened between us, I didn’t think she’d trust me to take her there, and with what I’d done hanging over me… I didn’t even have the right to touch her.
