Seventeen
I jump off the bed and rush to my door. I throw it open—and almost collide with Ryn.
“What the hell is—”
“I don’t know.” He grabs my hand and drags me through the throng of people rushing around in the corridor. “I’m guessing we’re under attack. We need to get out of here.”
“What?” I pull my hand out of his grip and stop running. “No, if the base is under attack, we have to help defend—”
“You’re our only hope of finding the Star, Violet.” He grips my shoulders and bends to look me in the eye. “I’m not going to let you die here fighting brainwashed warriors when our real fight is against Draven.”
“But we can’t leave everyone to—”
“Oliver!” Ryn reaches out and grabs Oliver’s arm as he hurries by. “Do I have permission to get Violet out of here?”
“Yes! Go!” Oliver makes a sh
