MA
ting off the sight of the heavy o
e seal broke,
r, clutching my chest. It felt like someone had reached inside my ribcage and severed a cord that I hadn't known existed until t
Artemis
s time. It was a comman
ected us. BITE HIM. Make
scalp. "Please, just shut up. I'm having a panic
he heat. You felt the bond. He i
olent wave. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to picture my therapist's office. I tried to pictu
ld see were t
rtemis co
handrail to pull myself up. I had to get out of this building. I had to get away from the
ually gave me a nod, didn't look up from his monitors. But as I passed him, I
volving doors and spill
umble of the subway beneath the grate. The cold water soaked through my blouse instantly, plastering the fabri
subway station, my heels clic
ing to take a double dose of the Quetiapine. You're going to sleep for twelve hours. And tomorrow, you'r
go back up there and tear his
nyone's throat out!
glanced at me nervousl
the subway entrance. It was a shortcut I took every day. Usually, it
d the hairs on my ar
is a predator.
ld myself it was just paranoia. It was just t
sweeth
nd raspy, like grav
d aroun
ved deep into his pockets. He didn't look like a typical mugger. He wasn't looking at my purse. He was looking at me. He started snif
my voice trembling. "Take the p
l out my cell, but the man laug
, but he didn't seem to notice the water soaking his sneakers. "You smell expensiv
ck. "I'm an analyst. I m
a bounty out for anything that smells like the old labs or chemi
rocess what he was sa
away, and the next he was right in front of me. He grabbed my shoulders, his fin
color you blee
the freezing, paralyzing panic I was used
Artemis
inly didn't plan it. My right hand shot up and slammed into the center o
ing crack, the sou
stumble back and fle
traveling ten, maybe fifteen feet, before he slammed into the brick wall of the adjace
ed at
fingernails, my small palm, m
." I wh
e with wide, terrified eyes. "What the hell are you?" he wheezed
wait to
ned a
he six blocks to my apartment building without getting tired. My lungs didn't burn; my legs moved wit
building, startling the eld
anding up. "Is everything a
or. I took the stairs. I lived on the fourth floor. I took the st
am the key in. I threw the door open, stumbled inside, and slammed it shut. I locked the deadbolt. I
id I let my
emon cleaner I used and the drying lavender I
I wa
knees in front of the toilet and retched. Nothing came up but bile and water, but my body kept tryin
nd reached up and turned on the cold water tap, splashing my face. I grabbed a towel a
"Hysterical strength. Mothers lift cars off their babies
er voice was calm now. smug. It felt g
nk. "I am not a monster! I am Emma Carter! I pay m
Open your eyes, Emma. Look
es and looked
m died in
wasn't. My skin was flushed with a feverish h
olate-brown e
just purple; they were luminous, shining with an internal light that cast a faint glow on the
h fogging the surface. I touched my ch
real. This is the hallucination. I'
so hard I knocked a bottle of perfume into the sink. It shattered,
said. They won't fix this.
the violet eyes in the mirro
ark, rolling sound i
ing up, Emma. And
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