The Host Chapter 56
CHAPTER 56 Welded Ian glared down at the three of us with such fury that Sunny shivered in terror. It was an odd thing–as if Kyle and Ian had switched faces. Except Ian's face was still perfect, unbroken. Beautiful, even though it was enraged. “Ian?” Kyle asked, bewildered. “What's the problem?” Ian spoke from between his locked teeth. “Wanda,” he growled, and held his hand out. It looked as if he was having a hard time keeping that hand open, not clenching it into a fist. Uh-oh, Mel thought. Misery swept through me. I didn't want to say goodbye to Ian, and now I would have to. Of course I had to. I would be wrong to sneak out in the night like a thief and leave all my goodbyes to Melanie. Ian, tired of waiting, grabbed my arm and hauled me up from the floor. When Sunny seemed like she was coming along, too, still joined to my side, Ian shook me until she fell off. “What is with you?” Kyle demanded. Ian hauled his knee back and smashed his foot hard into Kyle's face. “Ian!” I protested. …
