He’s interrupted by a huge shape bowling through the wall and landing on top of him. Pax grabs Edward’s throat and slams him into the mirror with such rage that the glass cracks. Edward winces as Pax’s blade dances dangerously close to his eye. I can’t scream because Edward took my voice. “P-P-Pax?” “You’re upsetting her. I heard her crying. I will rip every not-bone from your body and use them to pick my teeth—” “Pax, look at her,” Edward gasps out. “She’s hardly upset, is she?” Pax turns to me. His eyes blow out as he sees me lying naked, the sheets tangled around me.