“All I want is for our people to be safe. I promised them sanctuary here, and now it’s all falling to pieces because of petty humans.” She snarled, not a human sound.
Rue yanked and yanked, then twisted. Her hands fell away, and he elbowed the bottle. It shattered on the floor, but he didn’t care. He ran.
“Rue!”
He still couldn’t see properly, the darkness clouding everything apart from what was right in front of him. He found the door to the basement.
“Rue!”
He couldn’t remember running down the stairs, but a second after he’d closed the door to his bedroom, he pushed the dresser in front of it. To add extra weight, he climbed on top. His entire body shook.
He’d have to leave. He couldn’t stay here.
“Rue.” Gertrude stood on the other side of the door. “Rue?” She knocked gently, but
