Chapter 31

“Emma…” Tossing the hurlbat to the floor, Gideon bolted across the room, the key in his hand long before he reached the cage. It took a moment to get the door open, but then he was reaching in, and Emma was crumpling into his arms, her dark eyes glazed over.

Jesse twisted, trying to see more of Emma, but Gideon turned to cradle her, blocking Jesse’s view. His back and side throbbed, and now it was just pain, without the promise of anything more. Despite Gideon’s earlier instructions, he walled himself completely off, shielding himself from whatever pain Emma might have been feeling—and shielding her from his tumult.

“Emma? Are you okay? Is she okay?”

“Her heart’s racing, but—”

“I’m good. I’m fine.” She didn’t sound fine. She was breathless, as if she was trying to speak at a full run. “I just…”