Then an arm wraps around my waist. Kai grits his teeth, pulling me up and over the railing. I’m pressed to his chest, my legs dragging over the wood railing. Blood rushes to my head. Knees buckle. Kai guides me to the soaking deck with arms that dragged my soul from Death’s clutches. “I’ve got you,” he pants against my ear. “I’ve got you, Pae.”
