Grace's POV.
It felt like time had slowed down and I was watching everything happen in slow motion.
Rhyder pulled back on his haunches and lept forward throught the air with an incredible surge of power and strength.
Meghan's eyes dragged throught the air as she watched his every move.
She tossed Tate to the side like he was a dirty, used-up rag that smelled funny. He stumbled, but before he hit the ground, Ronin was there.
He caught Tate and picked him up into his arms in one swift, effortless movement, turning on his foot and running back through the crowd. Agetha and my mother followed on his heels.
Tate didn't cry. He didn't scream. He didn't make a single sound. He just disappeared into the night with his grandparents.
My attention shot back to Rhyder and Meghan just as Rhyder
