Davy Harwood (The Immortal Prophecy 1)

“Right,” I scoffed and crossed my arms. “Because you’re a slayer?”

“Because I’m your best friend,” Kates pointed out. “Idiot.”

“How’d you even know where we were?”

She grimaced. “Bennett knew. He followed Adam to your dorm and overheard him talking to Emily.”

Oh holy hell.

She added, “For what it’s worth, I think Bennett actually has a thing for her.”

“What else should I know about, Kates? You were supposed to be at Blue’s this whole time. Did you even go? What happened with that?”

Her eyes widened and I held my breath. This was not good.

“I went,” Kates murmured quietly, reluctantly. “But you told me that she’d gone inside and did her empathic thing. I couldn’t have that, Davy.”

“I did it,” I wrung out, hoarse.

“You’re my best friend. That’s different… and I know you, Davy. You don’t really—you’re not really detail-oriented, you know. You only go so far. I haven’t been worried about you, but Blue—she—she knew things that she shouldn’t have.”

“What did you do to her?” My hands started to tremble. I felt my voice quiver and I felt something become unglued inside of me… it was starting to rise, starting to choke…. I stopped breathing. “Is she alive?”

“Barely.” She whispered the word and refused to meet my eyes.

Blue was family. “What did you do?”

Roane said not to get upset—too late for that. I was upset. I was more than upset. Kates said nothing and I jerked forward a step. “What did you do, Kates?!”

I felt her guilt before I heard it. I closed my eyes and whirled away as I saw what she’d done. She’d hit her. I flinched as I heard the punch. I felt the fist crunch against Blue’s jaw. My sponsor hadn’t stood a chance. “She respected your privacy. She wouldn’t tell me what she’d felt. She was worried about you and she wanted you to get help. She wanted to be the person to help you. I trusted you to go to her! What did you do, Kates?!”

“You know!” Kates screamed back.

I felt the slap of her words. I doubled over and gasped for breath. Tears came to my eyes and I rapidly blinked them away. “You don’t know what you’ve done.”

Kates looked like she’d just been slapped by my words.

“Where is she?”

“She’s in the hospital. Coma.”

“You’re a first class bitch.”

‘I am.’

I heard Kates’ thought.

‘I deserve so much worse. I should be the one in the coma. I should be—no, Lucan needs me. He said that I’d have to do things I wouldn’t want to. He always knows. He said this would happen and Davy would react like this. He knows.’

“Who the hell is Lucan?”

Kates jerked her head up and her eyes widened. “You can—no, you can’t!”

I stalked forward, one step at a time.

She backed away. “You can’t, there’s no way. You never could before…”

“I’m gifted, remember?”