POV: Thelma

"Choose now, or we all die. Who lives and who dies, Thelma?"

Yvonne's words echo in my ears as the facility shakes harder. A steel beam crashes down ten feet away, sending up a cloud of dust and debris. Everyone in the room is looking at me, waiting for me to decide their fate.

Xavier. Theo. Kael. Neon. Luna, unconscious on the floor. And James Mitchell, our prisoner, cowering in the corner.

Three people. That's all Yvonne can save.

"Ten seconds," Yvonne says. "The building is coming down."

My mind races. Xavier is my mate, the other half of my soul. I can't lose him. Theo is my...