Chapter 11 The Claiming (Trey's POV)

Knox was waiting outside when I kicked the door open, Ember burning in my arms.

"Jesus Christ." He took one look at her convulsing form and swore. "How bad?"

"Bad. Ms. Silvermoon said she's at 106 and climbing." I adjusted my grip as Ember whimpered, pressing closer. "I need to get her somewhere ...

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