Page 180 of Cosmic Premonition
My eyes shot open, and I opened my mouth to call for him. The panel was exploding, and the beam was coming down. He had to move. Now. All I heard was screaming. Horrid screaming. Flames curled around me. No. Noxlyn. He was in danger. Why was there so much screaming? Where was Nox? He needed help. He was in trouble.
Hands grabbed me, and I tried to yank away. No. I didn’t want people to touch me. I didn’t want them to save me. They needed to save Nox. Only him.
“Camden!”
I blinked. The fire was gone, and its place was a face—one I knew. “Noxy,” I said, then flinched. I cried out in pain from my movement, but even that couldn’t distract me from the change in my voice. It was rough, like I’d swallowed gravel.
He smiled. “Camden.”
“It hurts,” I cried.
“I know. Breathe for me. It will vanish in a moment.”
I couldn’t. It hurt too bad. It built in my chest, swelling, until I was sobbing.
Noxlyn pressed his forehead to mine, our eyes locked. “I have you. I promise, Camden. I have you.”
Something pricked my arm and my vision went wavy, but I wasn’t worried. Noxlyn would take care of me. He was the bestest friend I’d ever had, and I was damn lucky to have him.
