Chapter 21
EmryEmry raced down the corridor. Her mind dissolved into a mess of static and panic when Thalia told her Ren was at the hospital. Sure, Havik too. Thalia was probably worried, but she kept it together enough to hustle them both into an auto transport and to the correct hospital. Left on her own, Emry might have spun in a circle, unable to pick a direction, and fallen over in exhaustion.
Okay, maybe she was being dramatic, but the man she loved was in the hospital. Whatever doubt she had—the second-guessing, the unknown, all the things they never talked about—fell away. They were important, yeah, but not more important than him.
She turned a corner, her shoes skidding on slick linoleum. Ren stood in the corridor, wearing armor that fit him like a glove, and staring down at a
