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Cameron? “She’s out there?” I try to stand, but my limbs refuse to cooperate. “Dammit!” I’m wiped. No use. Cameron…fuck…
“Levi, the shields!” Adaline orders.
“The others are still out there,” Levi counters.
“Then we’ll drop it for them.”
“We’ll only get one shot,” Levi says.
“Then we’ll have to make it count,” his mother replies.
A hum fills the air as the druid raises the shield. I drag myself to the window, barely feeling the slice of glass on my palms as I pull myself up to look out.
Blocks of ice form in my gut at the sight that greets me.
CHAPTER 43
CAMERON
Iwas going to die. Romi was about to kill me.
“NO!” Derek materialized in front of me, power radiating off his frame, blasting into Romi and knocking him back.
The ground shook as several more ginormous graynites landed around us. Derek stood over me, his hands up against the air, which shimmered with the power of a protective dome. But how long would this shield last against four uber graynites? Against Romi?
I was too late.
They’d turned him.
They’d taken his soul, and now he was here to kill me.
He was back on his feet now, ambling forward to join his comrades as they circled us.
An unearthly roar split the night as Sharniza appeared to our left, running at the nearest graynite.
“NO!” Derek boomed.
A graynite backhanded her, sending her spinning through the air toward the building where the shadowy forms of the others were barely visible through the window.
Derek turned and wrapped his arms around me. The world fractured and materialized again a moment later, but we were now a few yards away from the building, next to Sharniza’s prone form.
With the graynites rushing toward us, there was no time to ask how he’d teleported us. Derek threw the dome back up, while I crouched to check Shar’s pulse. “It’s steady. She’s alive.”
“Get inside!” Curi beckoned from the building. “Move!”
The soft blue shimmer around the building told me that they had a shield up. “Derek. Can you teleport us again?”
He shook his head. “Not both of you.”
The graynites surrounded us, slamming fists into the shield to test it. Derek roared, holding firm as they battered his defenses.
I scrambled up and wrapped my arms around him, as if that would help, as if I could loan him more power somehow.
The hammering stopped, and the ground ceased shaking.
I slowly raised my head, searching for Romi, and our gazes locked—his cold, alien, and unfeeling, as if he didn’t see me or know me.
“Romi. Please. If you’re in there, please.” But even as I said it, I knew it was pointless. Knew how it worked. If he was a graynite, then it meant they’d taken his soul. It meant he was gone.
