Nine
GRAY
“Liam!” I shot back across the meadow, launching myself at Emilio, desperate to put an end to the c*****e…
I face-planted into the snow.
Emilio vanished. Liam vanished. The crimson pool of snow… All of it was gone.
What the f**k is going on?
I got to my knees, blinking away the lingering images, shocked as Liam came back into view.
He stood between Ash and Ronan, shivering in the cold but otherwise unharmed. All of them were watching me like I’d totally gone off the rails, which I basically had.
“Gray?” Liam’s brow furrowed as he knelt before me, reaching up to touch my face with a gloved hand. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t…” I closed my eyes, then opened them, certain I was losing my mind.
“You’re trembling,” he said.
“But… You’re alive!” I blurted out, hauling him against
