Before Lissa. Somehow, he doubted it. He certainly didn’t remember it if he had. And he would have remembered this taste of bile in his mouth, the ache in his chest, and the burning need he felt to hit someone. To maim, possibly even to kill. The army had trained Gabriel to be a sniper, but all the Knight brothers were crack shots. It had occasionally been necessary for one or other of them to fire a gun in the defense of a client or themselves. How Ash felt now was nothing like the calm space he went to just before he’d had to take one of those shots. Right now his skin felt too tight for his body, as if something dark and elemental were trying to break free. His guts were churning, and no matter how much he swallowed, that acidic taste remained in his mouth and throat. His blood was rushing heatedly through his veins, and there was a constant buzzing sound inside his head. Because for ten minutes, I had no fucking idea if Lissa was alive or dead. Ten minutes. And it might as well have been a lifetime.
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