Jinx's pov "Calhoun, please!" I cried, my voice echoing off the damp cave walls. "You have to wake up. You have to heal!" His breathing was shallow and each gasp sounded like dry leaves rubbing together. The blue glow of the water was fading, replaced by the dark, oily blood of the snake. I pressed my hands against his chest, trying to hold his broken ribs together, but I felt so small. So weak. Nyx, please, I begged in the silence of my mind. I know you’re tired. I know the silver and the lunar blast hurt you but he’s dying. Our mate is dying. Deep inside me, in the darkest corner of my soul, something stirred. It wasn't a growl. It was a faint, golden pulse. “He... protected... us,” a tiny, raspy voice whispered. It was Nyx, "I don't like him, but he protected us." She sounded like she had been walking through a desert for a thousand years. "He did," I whispered aloud, tears dripping into Calhoun’s pale cheek. "He gave everything and now we have to give it b
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