killed him? She cares about him. It’ll hurt her,” Ronan says. “Please!” he begs as his arms strain, yanking on me violently while Wesley’s face turns a pale blue. “Come on, Vincent. We have to find her, we need you. She needs you,” Ronan says. My head turns to look at him, fury vibrating through me as my body shakes. He nods his head quickly. “Skyla needs you.”
