CHAPTER 9
Deja dropped the mic then took the last few steps to the edge of the stage and jumped off. He needed to get to his mate. He had seen the horror and turmoil rolling around in Shadow’s eyes as he sang and realized the man was reliving his past. The PTSD he knew Shadow was suffering from had gripped hold and his mate was in great pain.
He watched as Wade and the others rushed up the stairs into the balcony and were at Shadow’s side within seconds, catching him as his mate’s legs seemed to give out from under him. Deja had stopped singing and stared in horror as they pulled Shadow down the stairs and headed toward the door.
As he hit the floor, Deja immediately started running after them, but came up short as a crowd began to form around him and he started to panic. “Stop! I need
