THE WOUND AND BLOWS OF TRUTH
Rylan's POV
I woke up under fluorescent lights and the antiseptic smell of disinfectant. Medical equipment beeped steady rhythm. Most of me were bandaged up. Everything hurt. But I was alive.
"About time you woke up."
I turned my head. Ash was seated on a chair near the bed. He looked exhausted. Worried. But alive.
"How long?" My voice came out rough. Broken.
"Three days since the warehouse. Two days since Kiera collapsed." Ash leaned forward. "You almost died. Multiple times. Doc said it was a miracle you made it.”
"Kiera. Where is she?"
"Safe house. A few miles from here. She's. She's not good, Rylan."
"What do you mean not good?"
Ash explained everything. The rescue. The beacon. The desperate run. Kiera taking herself beyond each and every edge. Th
