Will’s POV
I’ll never forget the sound of Payton’s screams. The bloodcurdling, heart-wrenching, ear-splitting noise tears through the ears, minds, and souls of everyone on the premises of the Deviant Academy that day—but myself more than anyone.
His body didn’t quite make it past the line of the shield, but I Shift back and grab him by the arms before Payton has the chance to. I get slammed by a line of fire as I drag him, but thankfully the fire dissipates as soon as I make it safely back into the shield.
He’s not dead yet, but there’s no way he’s going to survive.
“Harley!” Payton wails as she grabs her brother’s bleeding body and cradles him to her chest. “Help him!”
I glance up toward the sea of students behind her, scanning the crowd for Harley. She’s not far from us, holding
