Chapter 23

"We have to get out of here now!" Harper hissed into my ear, desperately trying to hold onto me as I pushed against him, clawing at his arms. I was stronger now. I could feel it. Maybe it was the anger helping, but Harper was struggling to hold onto me and I knew it. He knew it. Surging with a new-found confidence, I kicked out; making contact with his shin and hearing him suck in a breath. His grip tightened.

"Don't make me hurt you, Megan. Because I will if I have to. I told you not to come here, didn't I? I told you not to come searching for your old life. And now you've put us both in danger. I'm not going to risk my life for you and I'll leave you here to rot into the ground if I have to."

I tried to wriggle out of his grip some more but he held me too tight. I wrenched his hand from my mouth, feeling a small rush of air to my lungs.

"I never asked you to follow me," I whispered furiously. "Leave if you want, but I'm staying. They owe me."