Emberwood [m] Internet killed the video star

And just like that, the fire consumed them.

Reina broke first; Everett broke second. Wordless, he turned to her, and the world seemed to slow, to stop.

You kissed me you kissed me you kissed me - 

Reverie? Reina?

What? but his voice was drowned by the inferno, not just of Reina, but of Tybault now - yet his mind stayed on Reina, and his gaze held her fast. Shadowed. Hurt. Breaking from - from - breaking from the fever that had held him since that man had taken her.

He had broken for her. He would have killed for her. He would have sought her, too - found her, if Reverie hadn't stopped -

Reverie.

If Reverie hadn't stopped him. Reverie who'd kissed her. Reverie - who'd surely known why he'd needed to go. Reverie, who implied the pack would splinter without him. Reverie, who'd knocked him aside as soon as she had someone to knock her up. Reverie, who would not listen. Reverie - Reverie -

Reverie, whose blood seeped from her throat -

dripped down -

stained the ground.

Reverie - 

REVERIE!

The world swirled back into some kind of motion - sped up and brilliant, in every terrible way. Fire lit the trees, danced at the edge of his vision. Not now - not NOW!

Hold her there! he shouted at someone - he didn't know! Dusty Rose? Tybault? Whose own mouth dripped with Reverie's blood. Who'd struck her like Everett had struck her - stop the bleeding! I'm getting help!

His eyes graced Reina - deep, broken, unreadable - thought maybe she would follow - didn't wait to find out. Fire danced around her face - around hers, around Reverie's - and Rose stood behind her, half eaten by flames. shaking her head.

Everett turned back and he raced for Swiftcurrent Creek.