COLE'
Her blood was everywhere.
It soaked through my hands; warm and slick, as I pressed down hard on the wound in Raine’s side. The truck bounced over rough roads, every jolt forcing a weak gasp from her lips. Isla drove like the devil was behind us, which in reality, he was. Vex Mercer had shot his own daughter. The man was honestly more monster than I’d given him credit for.
“Stay with me, baby,” I begged, my voice raw and hoarse. “Eyes on me. Yes, that’s it.”
Raine’s long eyelids fluttered. Her face was too pale under the streaks of dirt and blood. “Hurts… Cole…”
“I know, I know it does.” I leaned down, pressing my forehead to hers, my hands never leaving the wound. “You’re tough as hell baby. You took down Razor like it was nothing. Just breathe for me, okay? We’re getting you
