Pain has a color. I didn't know that until it happened to me.White, first, blinding, when her claws tore through my side. Then red, deep and spreading, warm in a way that felt obscene against the cold night air. I hit the ground and the impact knocked whatever scream I had left right out of my lungs."No," I heard myself say, or maybe I only thought it. "No, no, no."Selene stood over me, chest heaving, her hand dripping red in the moonlight, and for one strange suspended second she looked more horrified than I felt. Like some part of her hadn't actually believed she'd go through with it until her claws were already wet."I didn't," she whispered. "I didn't mean, I mean I did, but I didn't think, oh Goddess, Luna—"I couldn't answer her. Couldn't do much of anything except lie there and watch the stars smear sideways above the pine branches, my own blood soaking into the dirt beneath me, warm and then, horribly, not warm at all.My body wasn't working the way it should have. I tried
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