So did I.
The doctor made a choked, wet sound.
“No,” she rasped. “Please.”
Eden looked at her then.
“You said this was disposal.”
The woman shook her head, sobbing through Eden’s grip.
Eden’s claws slid just enough to open skin.
Blood ran over her fingers.
The seam in the wall split wider.
A wet, black-red light breathed through the opening, and something inside the wall unfolded. A f*****g mouth. Rows of slick darkness pulled apart around teeth that were not teeth, around a throat that went down into heat and rot and old hunger.
Keres was still. Watching the scene unfold in front of him as if he couldn’t believe his eyes.
Aiden stepped beside us, his face carved from something colder than rage. Pluto flickered in his eyes, weak but awake, and for once my brother did not look li
