Chapter 1019 Out Of Options

• Skye
• Alex slides on his knees across the ice. The scent of blood flooding off his clothes is sharp, fresh, just like the cracking sound of a jaw being broken apart that still echoes through my mind, blurring my senses to highlight only one sensation–his hands on my broken skin. Warm and damp, they close around my cheeks, then lower, to the gaping wound where my throat should be.
• The sky dances with stars beyond his silhouette while he whispers what we already know we don’t have time to accomplish. We’re so far away from campus and the clinic, where it’s unlikely they’d be able to save my life as it stands. In any other circumstance, I’d be bleeding out, a lost cause. Dead on arrival.