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.

tightens, and he moves closer, slow and cautious. “Jess,” he says, softer

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

trying. Focus on me. Just

“No.Riot…you have to go!”

not afraid to lose a hand, eyes locking on mine so hard I feel the muscles

You’re in control.”

“Am I?”

backing up, heat pounding down my spine, my wolf hammering inside my ribs like she’s ready

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You get it now? I’m not-” my voice drops to a growl, “-anything but

monster.”

gone feral, all edge. His hands slam to my shoulders, grip iron and heat, holding me like he’d hold a thrashing dog–thumbs digging down, not letting me

taking flesh, and he rolls with it, leaning in,

“Jess-”

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

his mouth crushed mine and i couldn’t breathe couldn’t move couldn’t fucking stop him, heat slamming up under my ribs so fast it felt like a hit, like a break, like my body cracked open and the wolf poured straight through my throat clawing for him like she knew him like she wanted this

his hair, meaning to tear him off–and he bites

My head tilts despite myself, opening to him, breath spilling hot

don’t stop

only long enough to growl it against my lips, still close enough to bite, “—with

knees give just a little, and he catches me before I drop, holding me against

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find us,” he says, low and sharp, but my breath’s still gone. ” Before

Others?

against his, every exhale caught in his mouth

“What others?”

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