I was being ripped in two. My skull felt like it was cracking open, ringing so loudly that I thought my brain would split apart from the pressure. Every second I fought to stay sane was agony. Kai was constantly fighting me, constantly trying to snatch control from me. 

A warm trickle slid down from my nose. I wiped it with the back of my hand, and when I saw the smear of red, my chest tightened with dread. Blood. I was losing this fight.

"Stop fighting me," Kai growled, his voice rough and ...