ADINNA’S POV
I barely have time to realize what’s happening before Hunter’s hand grabs my jaw. His fingers are cold, firm and unshakable. I try to twist away, but my body is still weak from Jace’s kick. My voice comes out as a broken gasp, “Please.”
He doesn’t care.
He shoves half of the cookie into my mouth.
The taste hits me instantly. It tastes sweet at first, then bitter, and then metallic. I gag and try to spit it out, but his hand clamps over my mouth, forcing me to swallow.
The moment it slides down my throat, the pain begins.
It’s instant and violent. It feels like my veins are filled with ice and fire at the same time, burning and freezing me from the inside. My body convulses and my vision splinters.
I can’t breathe.
A raw and ugly scream tears out of me. The world twists
