CARMEN
Clearer this time. Her voice was stronger than before, but there was genuine pleading and panic in her as she spoke.
‘Don’t leave mate! We need him.’ I froze. ‘You can trust them. They serve us.’
My breath hitched.
‘Don’t leave him. He will protect us.’ She said again.
Tim.
The word echoed without being said.
I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, like that might block it out.
What was that?
Am I imagining things? Is something happening to me?
Was I really losing control?
Or—
Is this what the others called their other side?
Their other side?
My chest rose and fell too fast, caught between panic and some emotion I couldn't identify.
Beast’s voice cut through it all.
It was surprisingly grounding.
“As I stated,” he said, drawing my attention back whether I wanted it or
