Page 26 of Blind Bite
Suddenly, pain seared through me, white-hot and all-consuming. My back arched involuntarily.
“—kill her—” Felicity’s voice faded in and out.
“It’s not like I meant to do this. She bloody bit me!” Jamie’s voice had risen to an almost shout.
I felt something warm and thick being poured down my throat. I gagged but couldn’t stop swallowing.
“—you’ve doomed her for all eternity?—”
“I’ll take responsibility.”
The ceiling materialized above me, then disappeared again.
Where was that damn tunnel?
“—breaking every protocol?—”
I tried to move my fingers. Nothing responded.
“—centuries of secrecy?—”
My heart stuttered in my chest, beating erratically, then stopped completely. Panic surged through me.
“—changing—”
The fire in my veins intensified, consuming everything.
“—won’t survive?—”
My body convulsed. I felt hands holding me down.
“—not too much longer?—”
I gasped, hoping for some sort of relief, but it never came.
“—contact the witches?—”
“Let’s just get her through the first twenty-four hours.”
Their voices were clearer now, no longer coming through the fog.
“—learn to control her urges. What about her life?—”
“I will take care of it, Felicity.”
My tongue felt heavy, foreign in my mouth. I tried to speak.
“Am I in hell?” I croaked.
A long pause followed.
“Fuck,” they said in unison.
Realizing I was alive, I bolted upright with a gasp. The world around me came into focus with alarming clarity—every dust particle floating in the air, every crack in the ceiling, the hum of electricity in the walls. Everything was too sharp, too loud, too much.
Then I saw him. Jamie. Standing there in his blood drenched shirt like nothing had happened, like he hadn’t just?—
“You!” I scrambled backward on what felt like a leather couch, my heart racing. “St-stay away from me!”
