“Lily!” Rose rushes in the kitchen, dressed in a black robe. “What…” Her voice dies off. I’m tangled with Loren Hale’s limbs while he’s completely, dangerously unresponsive. “Connor!” Rose shouts, fear breaching her voice. It terrifies me ten times more. “I’m trying to get him to the car,” I tell her, my body trembling. “I’m taking him to…to the hospital.” “CONNOR!” Rose screams.
