Jolie POV

The light burns through me like acid poured directly into my veins.

I try to scream again, but nothing comes out. My throat feels raw, stripped bare. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire, and I can't remember what it felt like to not hurt.

Strong hands pin my shoulders down. "Jolie!" Ryder's voice sounds far away, like he's shouting from the bottom of a well. "I'm here! I've got you!"

I want to tell him it's okay, that I can handle this, but the pain steals my words. The moonfire ...