Chapter 122. Nobody Ever Wanted Me Around Long Enough

Athena 

I look down at Tristan, and his eyes are starting to lose focus. The golden color is fading back to his normal brown, but there's something distant about them now.

Something that's already leaving.

"Now," Sarah says, her voice thick with tears. "You have to try now, before it's too late."

I move closer to the mattress, and Orion and Derek shift to give me room without letting go of Tristan completely. My hands are shaking so hard I can barely control them.

The gloves, I still have the stupid protective gloves on.

With trembling fingers, I start to peel them off. The latex clings to my sweaty skin and makes soft snapping sounds as I pull it away. 

My hands look small and pale without the gloves, and I can see the faint lines of power running under my skin like blue lightning.

"I don't know how to do this," I whisper, and my voice breaks on the words.

"Yes, you do," Sarah says firmly. "You've alwa