Chapter Two Hundred Twenty–Six

CANE

There’s this moment that passes when you’re about to die. An instant of complete clarity. It is almost as if there is a layer of fog lifted

the colors seem brighter. Detalls are more acute and so are intentions. In fact, right then, when you realize whe

you know there is any way around it, you move toward it without fear, For that half a second, time stretches, the

acceptance lakes over. You brain says, Chi, so das in it then. This is low? And, you

Drun it

to get the bullets. Or Griffin.

1 knew better, I never should have taken my eyes off of him. I should have sent Quinn to get

There was never any y way they were going to watch over him the way I would, because they are not human. They can heal

1, however, cannot,

Gayle.

I should have listened to her when she asked me to go with them. I should have said, “Fuck this asshole. Let him come for me and the spent as much time as I could noticing every single one of Gayle’s smiles in the way that she apparently noticed mine.

Now… I’ll never know them. Those precious couple of hours with her in roy arms is all i will ever get.

dry didn’t 1997

I mean… why

Why was I so obsessed with playing the hero?

But I know what the answer is. Of course I do.

just because I was human and weaker than

of time for heroics if

She begged me. And what do I do? Shoot her again

yet, and she was going to go.

to be one of those stupid, arrogant, pricks –

all she will ever know me for. That’s all

Pain.

Kitty

Goddamn it

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she could love me and’t felt that. I felt it and it felt so

get what you get. At least you got to see

of us to lose our temper and attack him so he’d have an excuse for moving. I don’t know what it is he said to Quinn to get him to

attracts my attention and 1 smile. At least he’s going to go too. The

him, at Roman. His big orange–brown eyes are angry as he watches me, blood coloring

than a

2

asshole. See you on the

of my forearm and as deep as my whole

my eyes spied the bullets on the ground, I heard it. The snap, crackle, and pop of bones shitting into something otherworldly. By the time I was able to lift my chin, Roman was already half wolf and his fully shifted paw was flying toward my mid–section. It is safe to say that a wolf’s claws are pretty goddamned sharp. I never even felt the blow. But it knocked me back about a

That’s when I

gun slipped out of my sleeve and into my hand easily, then I simply took aim and emptied the chamber into his stomach. At that point, I no longer cared that they wanted him alive,

above me, panic

that it’s Gryffin, and not Quinn, that is carrying on up above me like some frightened mother hen as he surveys my injuries.

from me to Roman then back again. Quinn meets my eyes, then shakes

feral glare and give him the middle finger. “Give this to my dad, will you?” I say, because I’m pretty sure there is a special hell

picture Cayle’s face when she hears the news and I want to kick myself for adding more hardship

let this happen!” Then Gryffiny disappears into my room, coming back

blanket.

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