I would no more betray my master than you would yours. He jerked awake, eyes wide. You've lost more blood than you realize, Byron said. Graham had tried to grab me, hold me down, keep me from hurting myself.
I stared up at him and didn't know what he meant. My cross was safely tucked away, for just that reason. He rushed toward me, so fast he was a blur of white and red, and his eyes like green streaks. My lips were suddenly dry.
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