MATED TO MY BULLIES
"If something goes wrong, if we're separated, everyone makes their own way back to the rally point. Don't wait for others."
"We're not leaving anyone behind," Alexei said firmly.
"You will if ordered." I met his eyes. "That's not negotiable."
He opened his mouth to argue but Zara cut in. "Everyone hold hands. Teleportation works better with physical contact."
We formed a circle, gripping each other's hands. Zara's palm was cold against mine, her enhanced energy humming through the contact.
"Deep breath," she warned. "This is going to feel terrible."
The world twisted. My stomach lurched as reality folded in on itself. Colors blurred together, sounds compressed into a single tone. For a momen