This is all my fault. Evander is going to die. Kylian and Chayton are going to torture him to death. Their brother, their friend. It's all because of me. If I just kept my mouth shut... maybe Evander would have told me, and we could have kept it a secret. I doubt that would have worked out for us, secrets never do, but at least he would be alive.
My breathing started coming out harsher and harsher as all the thoughts swirled around in my head. I blamed myself. I blamed Evander. I blamed Daniel and Sean and Silent Divine. I had no idea how to fix this. No idea how to stop this from happening.
"Bly, baby, calm down," Dragon said softly as he reached out for me, but I flinched back.
"Don't touch me!" I blurted, shouting angrily.
Dragon looked like I'd slapped him. His silver eyes held so
