Chapter 108

It's like the heavens are singing when I open again only to find myself staring into familiar green orbs. I cry out, not because the fire is at my calves, but because Liam is here. He's alive. He's okay.  He wrenches me up with a grunt and I land on him, gripping at his forearms and I can feel the sticky substance of blood as my hands explore his chest. Tears gather in my eyes, "You're okay," I choke. Well, maybe not. He's hurt, but alive and that's all that matters at this point. He cradles my head and presses a bruising kiss to my lips, holding me to him so tightly that I can barely breathe. I kiss him back with equal fever and fist my hands in his hair. We pull back with a gasp and then we're up, fingers intertwined as he busts a glass with a punch and ushers me out first. I comply and we leap onto the roof, scaling down the roof till we get to the edge and I see everyone in the distance, calling for us. And I feel it again, the House rumbles like it is rea