REID
The steady beep of the heart monitor was the only thing keeping me from tearing this entire wing apart.
I sat in the chair beside Rayne’s bed, my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands.
The scent of sterile antiseptic mixed with the lingering smell of the poison that had almost claimed her was burning my nostrils.
My mother and Mira had tried to force their way in an hour ago, draped in black lace to grieve my father.
I’d snarled at them both. The sound was so feral it had sent the nursing staff scrambling. No one was allowed in this room except for me, Aaron, and Dr. Reynolds.
I knew it was my mother. The bottle of water in the Pit was a gift she shouldn't have given. I would deal with her. I would deal with all of them.
But right now, the only thing that mattered was
