Chapter 4

The phone drops from my hand.

I don't remember the elevator ride or the frantic sprint through the sterile white corridors of the surgical wing. My lungs burn, but it's nothing compared to the fire raging in my veins.

Bennett and the hospital's chief administrator are running right beside me.

We shove past the swinging doors of the surgical prep unit.

Dorian is standing outside Room 4. He sees me and immediately blocks the door with his body.

"Call security," Dorian snaps at the nurses, his voice sharp and commanding. "I am her legal guardian, and this surgery is proceeding…