Cole
Her weight is too light in my arms. A reminder of how f*****g fragile she is. Elias and Cole are treating this like a f*****g game, but I won't let her get hurt. She means too much. She might be nothing more than an orphan from the Jade Pack, but there is something about her that is special.
I carry her across campus, cradled against my chest like she might break if I shift wrong. Her head lolls against me, her hair damp with snow, her lips pale. She's breathing, thank God, but shallow, shaky. She's gone limp, and the sight of her like that rips something open in me I didn't know I had.
Behind me, Jaxon and Elias prowl the edges of the path, eyes cutting through every shadow, scanning for even the faintest flicker of movement. But the quad is clean. Too clean. Like the thin
