Chapter 3

In a flash, a teenage girl, eighteen or so, stormed into view, decked out in sleek

black

gear.

The second the doctors laid eyes on her, their hearts skipped a beat.

She looked sharp, even lethal-way scarier than Dane Grayson ever dreamed of being.

Those icy eyes of hers pinned them in place, like their blood might freeze solid just from her stare.

The head doctor snapped out of it first, his face darkening.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" he roared. "Get out of-"

"Crack!" He didn't finish.

A scream tore out of him as he went flying, slammed into the wall by a brutal kick.

The nurse drawing Zach's blood gaped, wide-eyed.

One second the girl was at the door; now she was right there, looming over her.

nurse's hand tightened on the nearly

hand clamped her wrist and twisted-gentle, but

yelped, pain

the room, shrill

yanked the needle free

care.

blood-processing

a fresh transfusion line ready, slipping the needle back into Zach's

and the fog in Zach's

in Zach's vision started to clear. He squinted, struggling

is that... you?" he mumbled, his soft

This girl didn't look exactly like it-older, harder-but something in his gut said it was her.

on the syringe,

a frozen tundra-cracked open, a ray of sunlight breaking

murmured, voice soft. "It's

reached out, her hand brushing his fluffy

of Raven's longtime

sure-but they knew it was a mask, a

they gawked, a pack of burly bodyguards in black swarmed the

through, with this don't-mess-with-me look all

him and sneered, "Well,

figured. People had

head toward

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