Chapter Twenty-Seven
“What?” T said. Footsteps sounded as she came closer.
“What happened?” Nola felt her way toward Catlyn’s voice, climbing over a body in the darkness. “Where are you hurt?”
“Too many places, Miss Kent.” Catlyn coughed a laugh. “I don’t know which bits are bleeding worst.”
“Catlyn, you’re going to be all right.” Beauford’s hands brushed past Nola, reaching for Catlyn. A sharp intake of breath told Nola what he felt wasn’t good. “We need Vamp. Raina, we need Vamp.”
“Give her to me,” Raina said, moving past Nola who felt Catlyn’s body rise as Raina lifted her. “I know where there’ll be some.”
“No Vamp,” Catlyn said. “If you can’t save me, don’t give me Vamp. I won’t live without the sun.”
“We have ReVamp.” Raina ran down the hall.
Nola took off after them, charging
