Chapter Fifty

CHAPTER FIFTY

I opened my eyes and gasped. The stabbing between my shoulder blades was too much to take. Every nerve was raw, a silver blade raked down each centimeter of skin. It felt right somehow, like hitting somebody on the head and killing them felt right, like running your car into a retaining wall felt right.

“Let me die let me die let me die!” I screamed. I writhed on the floor, trying to cover my head and curl my body into a protective ball.

“I have you,” Reed Taylor shouted to me over the noise. Wind roared and howled. No, not wind. The Tip-Toe Shadow. The shadow and somebody else.

Mouth.

My eyes were rolling up in my head. Reed Taylor gently shook me.

“Luna, stick with me. I have to tell you something, okay? Okay?”

My lips were pulled back from my teeth and my body convulsing from the agony, but I struggled to meet his gaze, blinked.

He tried to smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Baby, I’m sorry. About everything. All of it. But I have to tell you something very