"You stupid f*****g i***t," I yelled at Asher as Kiema went completely still. Shoving the guys out of the way, I smashed Asher's face to Kiema's.
"Don't you f*****g move," I growled at my friend.
"What the f**k is going on with her?" Saint asked, his brow furrowed.
"We have to move them, together, to the nearest bathroom. They can't separate until she's back in her own body."
Her body was stiff as a board and just as cold.
Wrapping Asher and Kiema in my arms I started walking backwards into the living room.
"Taryk, find me the nearest bathroom. It's going to be off to the left somewhere. Not the first door on the right though. That one's got the specimen.
Taryk sidled past our small group.
"Door," I said, not caring who got it.
It slammed closed behind me.
"This way," Taryk
