Inflicted - Betrayed — Jack Miller

Maybe I should have run the other way. But no one was holding me back now, and though his voice was cold and angry, Jared was calling to me. Melanie was even more eager than I was as I stepped carefully around the corner and into the blue light; I hesitated there.
Ian stood just a few feet ahead of me, poised on the balls of his feet, ready for whatever hostile movement Jared might make toward me.
Jared sat on the ground, on one of the mats Jamie and I had left here. He looked as weary as Ian, though his eyes, too, were more alert than the rest of his exhausted posture.
“At ease,” Jared said to Ian. “I just want to talk to it. I promised the kid, and I'll stand by that promise.”
“Where's Kyle?” Ian demanded.
“Snoring. Your cave might shake apart from the vibrations.”
Ian didn't move.
“I'm not lying, Ian. And I'm not going to kill it. Jeb is right. No matter how messed up this stupid situation is, Jamie has as much say as I do, and he's been totally suckered...