Chapter 290

[Cordelia]

"Jasper," my voice catches as I place a hand on his tiny chest, praying for it to move, just once. "Baby, Mama's here."

I pull him out of the carrier and place him in my arms as Jude checks for his breathing. "He's still with us, his breathing is just very shallow," he informs us as he pulls out a syringe. "This is just a bit of adrenaline. It will help. It's part of his treatment. Once he's more responsive I'll give him the medicine I developed, but we need to get him to a hospital quickly. "

"Preferably under a different name," Atlas adds looking around anxiously. "And not here."

My chest hurts as we all pile into the back of the chicken truck. Every bump and lurch as we travel down the highway hits me like a bomb. My life exploded in front of me again and a part of my soul died. Even though Jasper is not dead, I might never fully recover from the shock of believing he was gone. Even holding him now, smelling his hair, isn't enough to calm my nerves.

When we arrived at th