Chapter 23

“I’m sorry,” she murmured close to his ear. “I know how awful this must be for you. I can hear your panic screaming at me. I need you, Avery. And I promise you, I will take good care of you.”

“Jameson.” The word was out of his mouth before he thought about it. And as soon as he said it, he felt both calmer and more scared at the same time.

Beside him, Renata went still. After a moment of heavy silence, she asked, “Are you sure?”

Avery nodded and forced himself to sit up. He breathed slowly and tried to center himself. He was a ghostwalker, and Lucy needed his help. He’d never forgive himself if he turned his back on a fellow ghostwalker in need. It would be painful and upsetting, but he was strong enough to handle it. He’d made it through Luke’s death, and that was the worst thing that ever happened to him.