Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty

Katherine, Tyke, Willow, Arianna, and Jordan stood in a tight circle around the hospital bed, staring at the man who lay unconscious. The man who’d been declared dead less than an hour ago.

Myles looked nothing like the broken, blistered body they were told had been found at a dumpsite. His skin was now cleaned, the wounds dressed, an oxygen mask over his face, and multiple machines monitoring his vitals. If not for the bandages and faint bruising on his arms and neck, you'd think he was only asleep.

None of them spoke. They just watched the slow, mechanical rise and fall of his chest.

The doctor had called it a miracle.

The police had initially refused them entry, citing protocol. But Jordan had insisted that he was Myles’ brother, and when the others also refused to back down, the officers finally allowed them inside under supervision.

Katherine’s heart clenched as she looked at him. Whatever her history with Myles had been, seeing him like this helpless, unconscious