Adam made a pained sound, like someone was torturing his insides.
“You need to figure out what’s happening, and you need to stop it. We won’t survive if we can’t kill them.” His gaze swept over everyone but me. “Let me become one of them. Study me.”
Now it felt like my insides were being tortured. A sob escaped me, and his gaze found and held mine.
“I have no regrets, June, except for hurting you. I’m sorry. Please be happy. Live. Love. Have a huge family like you always wanted.” He grabbed Tor’s hand and gripped it tight. “Figure this out, Tor. Keep your promise. Keep June safe.”
Adam threw up all over himself, and Tor looked up at me then at Drav.
“Go, Tor. We will care for Adam.”
Tor stood, and another fey picked me up.
“Wait,” I said, struggling from his arms. I fell to my knees beside Adam and gripped his hand.
“I will always love you. Thank you for saving me.”
He smiled at me.
“I love you too. Go.”