Chapter 115

Alaria

The halls echoed with Jackson’s words, sharp and heavy, as if the walls themselves knew what they meant.

We found him.

But the fear in his tone was what got me. The way he looked at Liam, the way he eyed me as if he knew that I would be the one person to hold everything in place.

“What do you mean you found him?” Liam asked, but Jackson did not reply. He was just quiet, and that was all the response that we needed.

I put my hand on my mouth as I heard Liam’s racing heartbeat, as I saw him clenching then unclenching his fists, and I saw his fear in his eyes.

My stomach dropped, dread clawing its way into my chest.

“Liam…” But he was already on the move before I could process it, his stride hard and purposeful. I followed, my pulse thundering in my ears.

When they carried Kai in, my heart clenched. He was limp, pale, his shirt soaked through with blood that still dripped onto the infirmary floor. His skin looked too white,