He cursed in my ear and swooped down low, barely slowing before his grip on me vanished and my feet hit the ground. When I glanced up, he was gone again, chasing after the dark and silver blobs of the Unseelies. One of them shot over my head, gunning down the humans still fleeing the scene. Without thinking, I threw my hands up and blasted the Unseelie with my neon-pink and blue magic.

“FRANKIE!”

I gasped and spun at the sound of Mei-Ling’s voice, but instead of finding my best friend, I spotted Bentley Bishop flying through the air in a total freefall. Tenn was far away in the middle of a sword fight. He wasn’t going to catch him. I dug my heels into the dirt and leapt into a sprint. I had to dodge a few humans before I pushed off the ground and jumped into the air with my arms wide. Bentley crashed into me with a grunt, sending us pinwheeling into the ground. We slid through the dirt. Bentley groaned and cursed as he writhed on the ground. He gripped his injured shoulder, his whole body trembling. I pushed onto my knees and found his old wound gushing with rivers of fresh red blood. With a curse, I slammed my hands onto his wound to try and stop the bleeding. He bellowed in pain.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Acting purely on impulse, I pushed my neon-pink magic into his wound.

He threw his head back and gasped, but the trembling stopped. His blood bubbled over my fingers. I searched for a weapon or a reason for what just happened but there wasn’t anything. His golden eyes flashed with those orange crescents. Darkness wrapped around him, blocking him from my sight. Before I could panic, Thiago emerged from the chaos practically dragging Royce and Willow with him. Royce’s entire neck was purple. He coughed over and over. Willow’s face was scrunched in pain. She held her hands over her ears but not enough to block the fresh rivers of blood running down from her ears.

Thiago dragged them to my side—then suddenly Bentley was visible again. Thiago released his grip on Willow to drag me up to my feet. He shoved me backwards. “GET IN THERE!”

I cursed and looked up—my heart skipped beats. Tenn was still playing tennis with the Unseelies up above our heads, but there were plenty of Unseelies ignoring him to focus on my Coven-mates. I fired my magic into three of them flying nearby. They bellowed and swung around to look at me with murder in their soulless black eyes.