AIDEN POV
I pushed away from the wall and looked down the corridor.
Empty.
For now.
Emergency lights blinked red over metal doors. The smell of disinfectant, blood, burned hybrid flesh, and baby formula mixed into something so wrong my stomach kept trying to reject it.
“Can you feel Perse?” I asked.
The question escaped before I could stop it.
Thane’s eyes moved to mine.
I hated the pity there.
No.
Not pity.
Thane did not do pity.
Understanding, maybe.
Pain.
That was worse.
“Sometimes,” he said “just pieces though”.
I nodded once.
Like that didn’t put a hand through my ribs.
Pieces.
He could feel pieces.
I could feel nothing.
The woman I had wanted tied to me for the rest of my life was somewhere inside her own body, and I was the only one standing outside the door wit
