Chapters (54)
- Title Page
- Also by Aileen Erin
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Off Balance
- To My Readers
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
I wiped off my bloody fingers and the earbud on my leggings. There were too many drones hovering around me, watching my every move, so I knew they could probably see the earbud. I tried to be covert about it, but at this point I wasn’t sure how much I should care. I was bleeding. I didn’t know what that meant, but it couldn’t be good.
I bent over and lifted my tank top to wipe off the rest of the blood. After a few wipes, the blood stopped, and the fear pounding through my body eased a little. I tried to hide putting the earbud back, but I was over it. Over Jason and his stupid cronies. Declan would be here soon anyway.
There was a long silence, and I assumed that they were all watching me clean up. After years of hiding, having them see me like this made me feel naked. I told myself that it didn’t matter. That I was wearing clothes and that they couldn’t read my mind and that I shouldn’t feel this way, but it didn’t help.
“You scared the crap out of me, kid,” Carl said finally. “It’s almost like these crystals are hurting you.”
I didn’t want to admit that they were but damn it—they were more than hurting me. I was pretty sure the crystals were killing me.
“Ami?” Declan’s voice had a hint of a quiver to it.
He’d never said my name like that, and I knew that meant he was as scared as I was.
I grunted.
“You okay?”
I couldn’t answer that.
“Get your ass up and start mining,” Jason’s jerkwad of a friend said.
“Ignore him,” Declan said. “Cough once if you’re okay. Twice if you’re hurting.”
I coughed twice.
Hurting was laughable. Every bone in my body ached, and my head was beyond pounding. I couldn’t even think about how bad my ears felt.
I didn’t want to test any more crystals. Not even one. I was terrified of what they were doing to my body. I’d never had a headache this bad before.
“You might be reacting to the crystals. I didn’t think about what this would be like for an Aunare. I didn’t… I didn’t know you’d have this kind of a reaction.” Worry made his voice waver. “The bleeding is a bad sign, Ami.”
I closed my eyes and let that sink in. At this point, the number of things that had gone wrong since Declan came into my life was laughable.
“And I hate to say it, but it’s important that SpaceTech doesn’t know how badly the lucole is affecting you.”