Chapter 255

Harper’s POV

The world had narrowed to blood and death. That was all I could see. All I could hear.

“Over here Harper ! He’s losing too much—”

“Harper! I need you—now!”

“Don’t let him sleep—hey, stay with me—stay with me!” Voices crashed into each other around me, each person asking for one thing or the other, but I didn’t look up. I couldn’t. My hands were already pressed to another body that I needed to save. The young boy lay beneath me, his chest torn open so badly I could see his bones. His skin was cold under my palms, his breaths coming in broken and slower each time.

“No, no, no…” I whispered, leaning closer, my silver-blonde hair falling forward, sticking to my damp cheeks. “You’re not dying here. Not today.”

I pushed my power into him. It responded instantly, spilling from my hands like light breaking through darkness. I felt it move through him, stitching his flesh, sealing his torn muscle, forcing life back into places that were