*Saoirse*

The world spun around me. My eyes locked on the body at Rhys's feet. I could feel my heart hammering against my ribs. I struggled to find my breath. Each inhale was shallow and unsatisfying. The metallic tang of blood lingered in the air, and the ground beneath me felt unsteady, as though it might give way at any moment.

"Hey, hey, look at me," Rhys's voice cut through the haze of shock that clouded my mind. His hands were gentle as they turned my face toward ...