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A heavy weight slowly built in my chest as I clutched Cade’s hand, refusing to let go. I felt something warm and wet spreading, and I looked down. Red blossomed around the dagger.
“Cade,” my voice rasped. His empty eyes gazed right through me.
The room began to spin, and I could feel life draining from me. I had to tell him that I knew it wasn’t him. He had to know.
“Break the chain. You’re not them,” I gasped as I slowly started sinking to my knees. “I know you, Cade. I know you.”
There was a sudden crash. The sound of crushing metal echoed throughout the room.
Cade didn’t respond. His eyes remained empty as the hunters and fallen ran with swords drawn to the front room. Swords clanked against swords behind us but all I could do was stare at Cade as I fought against the darkness
