Gemma Shepherd
The one carrying me laid me down on something soft. Forcing my eyelids up, I made out a dark silhouette in the gray haze.
Is it night again? I blinked, but it didn't clear my vision. I remember seeing the dawn, though. At the church. When that girl carried me. That girl... She said I would see—
"Kerry?"
Drawing on every ounce of energy I had left, I reached out with one hand. He didn't take it.
What— What's happening?
I couldn't hold my eyelids open any longer, and my weakened arm shook from holding it out.
"Kerry?"
Silence, but I knew he was still there. I could hear him breathing.
Everything. Tears skimmed down my cheeks. I've ruined everything.
Darkness surrounded me and, for once in my life, I welcomed it. Maybe it would take away the awful ache in my chest. Like a wounded bird falling from the sky, my hand fell—
And was caught against a warm, hard palm.
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Tainted: Book Three - Enslaved
Teen FictionIt's a race against time as Kerry Harker heads home to New York City in search of any clues leading to his missing girlfriend, Gemma Shepherd. The Council of Elders is considering a lockdown, meaning he'll have little to no support coming from the S...
