Chapter 121

• I stared at them for what felt like hours, though we only had seconds together. Onyx eyes filled with worry, voices thick and raspy with emotion. Neither looked sickly or sleep-deprived. If anything, they seemed... bigger? There wasn't time to analyze what had changed, but I swore their muscles were more defined, hardened by the bloodthirsty determination in their eyes.
• Once I was sure I wasn’t hallucinating from the disgusting cake Zack had given me, my eyes flitted across the small room. Kat and Zack stood against the wall, engaged in a quiet and rushed conversation. Zack’s eyebrows were knit together, and the sight of some kind of emotion on his face made my chest flutter.
• Those three seconds were all the twins could give me before I was pulled from the bed and into two sets of arms. Neither one squeezed too hard but held me to their chests in an ironclad grip that no white wolf could break. Three heartbeats, all identical in sound as they overlapped. Tears burned behind my eyes, but they wouldn’t dare fall. Even they knew there was so much more to be done, that we weren’t out of this yet.