Tabitha’s POV
Pain blooms across my shoulder like fire under the skin. I try to move but glass grates beneath me, cutting deeper. My arm screams with every inch I drag myself back.
“f**k—don’t move,” Jace says as he drops beside me. I flinch when his hand touches my arm.
“Don’t,” I hiss. “Don’t touch me.”
“You’re bleeding!” He runs his fingers over his hair, looking frustrated.. “If you keep crawling, you’re going to make it worse. Let me carry you.”
“No! I don’t care. Just leave me alone!” I say through gritted teeth.
Jace takes a deep breath as if trying to channel every last ounce of patience he has. Usually, his temper is only a little shy away from Reed’s explosive fuse. Under normal circumstances, he should already be blowing hell at me right now. But strangely enough, he still
