Chapter 128

Oh, my baby!” Maeve’s cries cut straight to my heart. A small sob stuck in my throat as I struggled to get into the scrubs Maggie had left for me. The pants were fine, but the pain in my shoulders was excruciating as the adrenaline wore off. It hurt to move. And raising my arms enough to take my sweater off and put a shirt on? I did it, but I cried.

I probably should’ve waited for Maggie—Killian wanted me to focus on taking care of myself—but I couldn’t. Not after everything. I needed to know what was happening with Nolan.

Lucas leaned against the door, his arms wrapped tight around Maeve. That look of terror on his face scared the crap out of me.

“We can’t get the one out of his eye,” Lane was saying. “It’s too deep and too fucking risky. I don’t have the right equipment to handle that level of damage. He needs a hospital. Tell me we have a way to get him to a real fucking hospital.”

“There’s an air ambulance inbound,” Cecelia replied. “It’s still over twenty minutes out.”

My heart thudded harder in my chest. That wasn’t enough time.

“That’s not soon enough,” he snapped. That stress in Lane’s voice. Lane didn’t seem like the kind of guy to get stressed out. Ever.

I tiptoed closer to the door to look. I had to see for myself.

A blaring sound made me jump, knocking me right out of my curious haze.

“What’s happening?” Maeve asked.

“We’re losing him,” Connor said.

Losing him? No, no, no, no.

Nolan…

“I know,” Cecelia snapped. I caught sight of her rushing around. “Crash cart. Now.”

The silence was deafening, overshadowed by the unmistakable sound of Nolan flatlining.

“His heart stopped…” I whispered. A sob escaped me.

He couldn’t be…

He couldn’t…

“Clear!” Cecelia practically shouted.

I only managed to see some of what was happening. The buzz of electricity, Nolan’s body arching on the table, that same unmistakable flat beep.

I prayed. I prayed harder than I had in years.

Nolan couldn’t die. He just couldn’t.

“No, no, no, no,” Maeve whispered.

“Come on, Nol,” Lucas echoed. His hand reached for me, and I took it, squeezing tight for support.

Another attempt. Another failure.

“Killian! Fuck!” Cade exclaimed. My gaze snapped to the other end of the room where Cade scrambled across the floor. My heart caught in my throat, and I lost the ability to breathe. Killian lay on the floor motionless. “He’s still breathing! Bleeding but breathing.”

Bleeding but breathing?Was that relief I felt? At least he was alive.

“Beau!” Lane snapped. “Get him!”

A faint blip sounded in the room. It was unsteady, but it counted. But for how long would Nolan hold on?

“Fuck this,” Lane said. In one swift movement, he scooped Nolan off the table. “Tell me where the nearest hospital is?”

“What the hell are you going to do?” Declan demanded, voice trembling. “Drive him?”

“I’m fucking magic, boy,” he retorted. “What hospital?”

“Olympia,” I told him as I barely managed to find my voice.

“He’ll be at Olympia,” Lane replied. Black magic swirled in his eyes and spread over every inch of his body until he was nothing more than a living shadow. Magic overtook Nolan as well until they both vanished.

“Nolan!” Maeve gasped. “Where’s my baby? Where’d he take my baby?”

“Olympia,” Beau barked. “He’s takin’ him to the hospital the fast way. We need to get Killian outside. Now.”

“What’s wrong with him?” I asked as he hoisted Killian’s limp body off the floor. The smear of blood on the floor made my heart skitter.

“He’s been stabbed,” he grunted. My eyes widened. What? “Outside now. Where the hell is the copter goin’ to land?”

“I’ll take you,” I volunteered immediately. There was no way I was leaving him. Not after everything.

“Ginny, you need to have someone look at you,” Maggie said gently from behind me.

“I’ll see someone at the hospital,” I told her and shrugged her off when she tried to guide me back to the room.

“Let’s go, small fry,” Beau ordered. “I ain’t waitin’ on you for shit.”

He strode right past me with Killian tossed over his shoulder. I hurried after him, ignoring my sister’s protesting and anything anyone else had to say.