CHAPTER 35
AURORASlowly blinking my eyes open, I stared up at the tilted, flickering ceiling light that now hung a foot above my face. Blood smeared against the dented metal door, broken off its hinges. Every bone in my body seemed too heavy to move.
Nearly immobile, especially my neck, I curled my fingers around the edges of the table and glanced at the harrowing sight around me. Dead hounds, ripped couch, and Elijah. Broken glasses smudged with blood and bottom lip swollen and b****y, Elijah paced around the room and held his hand against the giant gash in his bare abdomen.
Using all my strength, I sat up and nearly screamed when I saw Dr. Farral in a puddle of his own blood with his face torn off and multiple slashes in his body. All my mind could seem to think about was finding my m
