Oh my gods! Hayden! Fisher had actually done it. He’d brought Hayden back with him! I left Kingfisher as he struggled to sit up. My knees sang with pain as I dropped down next to the unconscious body, but it didn’t matter. I didn’t care. Hayden was alive. He was here. He— Oh. Oh no. I rocked back onto my heels, frowning at the figure lying on the ground. The hope that had soared through me came crashing down around my ears. Was this supposed to be some kind of joke? No. Fisher didn’t have a sense of humor, and this… this wasn’t funny. “It’ll take a while for him to… wake up. Humans are so…”
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