Evie's POV

I couldn't stop shaking.

Even with Ryder's arms wrapped around me, even with the warehouse behind us and safety ahead, my body wouldn't listen to my brain. The tremors started in my hands and spread outward until my entire frame was vibrating like a leaf in a storm.

"It's okay," Ryder kept saying, his voice rough against my ear. "You're safe now. I've got you."

But I wasn't safe. Not really. Because every time I closed my eyes, I saw Elara's face as the bullet hit her. I heard ...