Chapter 143

JESSICA

“We have to run-‘

No. No. No….I didn’t mean to.

Theo is dead and I killed him!

“Jessica–Jess, we have to move-”

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I flinch when Riot grabs my arm. My claws come up before I think. I almost slash him. I almost made it worse. He jerks back like I burned him, and I don’t blame him–I would too.

“I didn’t mean-” My voice breaks. “I didn’t–he came at me–I just-”

My wolf’s screaming now asking me to shift, to let her out once more so we can finish everyone.

Riot’s eyes are wild, staring at me like I’m some kind of monster. Maybe I am.

“Jess, you’re losing it,” he says, backing up another step. His voice is calm, but his hands are shaking. “We need to go. Now.”

“I can’t—” My wolf’s snarling in my head, demanding control. My claws dig into my palms, sharp and unforgiving. “She wants out, Riot. I can’t hold her back much longer.”

“Then try harder,” he snaps, his tone harsher than he probably means it to be. “You’re not an animal, Jess. Don’t let her win.”

“She’s already winning,” I hiss, and it comes out more guttural than human. My teeth feel too sharp, my skin too tight. I can feel the shift clawing at me, tearing me apart from the inside.

“Jess,” he says, softer this time. “Listen to me. You’re stronger than this. You’ve

I snarl, but it’s half a growl. My vision blurs, colors bleeding together. Theo’s dead.

on me.

“No.Riot…you have to go!”

mine so hard I feel the muscles in

You’re in control.”

“Am I?”

down my spine, my wolf hammering inside my ribs like

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because of me. You get it now? I’m not-” my voice drops to a

monster.”

His hands slam to my shoulders, grip iron and heat, holding me

his ribs, almost taking flesh, and he rolls with it, leaning in, close enough that my breath fogs the hollow of

“Jess-”

GO!” It rips out of me like a death–cry, snapping my head back, the shift splitting my muscles, skin crawling over bone,

like a break, like my body cracked open and the

tear him off–and he bites my lower lip just enough to steal the fight from

jerks inside me, startled, furious, hungry. My head tilts despite myself, opening to him, breath spilling hot

stop don’t you fucking

breaks the kiss only long enough to growl it against my lips,

breathing’s ragged, the wolf pacing but quieter now, chained by his hands, his mouth, his body. My knees give just a little, and he catches me before I drop, holding me against the wall like

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says, low and sharp, but

Others?

like I’ve run to ground, chest slamming against his, every exhale caught in his mouth until I’m shaking too hard to fight

“What others?”

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