Page 140 of Fangs
I managed a half smile.“Alright.”
“Is this how it always feels?”he asked, his brows drawing closer together.
“What?”Why was I getting tired so quickly?
“Healing this. Does it always feel like this for you?”
“Some are worse than others, but yeah.”His arms crossed, lips pressing tightly together.“What’s wrong?”
“You did this for months.”He sounded angry.“You did this over three hundred times.”
“Iknow,but why are you mad about it?” I snapped.
“What?” Griz asked, and I realized with a sinking feeling I’d responded out loud.
My eyes darted between the three of them. Raven and Griz stared at me with furrowed brows, and Mac had gone perfectly still.
“What do you want to tell them?”Mac asked.
I sucked in a breath and let it out. “Just tell them.”
“Tell us what?” Raven snapped.
“Who are you talkin’ to?” Griz asked.
“She’s talkin’ to me,” Mac answered.
Raven and Griz both turned to him, eyes narrowed. Mac shifted on his feet, his hands curling into fists and then releasing again.
“I can… hear and communicate with some people’s thoughts.” When Raven and Griz just stared, he added, “It just started recently.”
“I asked him not to tell you,” I inserted before I lost my nerve.
“Why?” Raven demanded.
Griz glanced between me and Mac, silently studying us.
“Because I was scared,” I admitted. “I know what some p-people can do… when they find someone with powers.”
They all went quiet, and when I glanced back at them, they appeared to be having a silent conversation. I could guess what it was about.
“I know about Clarity,” I said.
All three looked sharply at me with various degrees of surprise and alarm. Raven immediately turned to Mac, radiating anger.
“I fucking told you,” she hissed at him.
“Raven, hold on,” Mac ordered, returning to me. “What happened?”
I explained what happened that morning and how I’d healed Clarity. Raven asked a lot of questions, and I didn’t know how to answer most of them. The fear in Raven’s eyes made me feel oddly protective. Mac tried to apologize again, but I cut him off, letting them know Ididunderstand why they wanted Clarity to feel in charge of her own life.
“Just don’t hide sick people, please? I can’t…” my voice wobbled, “I can’t heal ’em if they’re dead.”
“I’m sorry, Em,” Griz murmured.
“I never wanted any of this to be a secret,” Raven fumed.
“That’s true,” Mac said, sounding tired. “Raven was against all of this from the beginning.”
