KAIA'S POV.
Some parts of Theron’s body were bruised and bloodied, and I guessed he must have landed too hard when he fell. His chest continued to rise and fall in shallow, ragged breaths, the silver arrow still buried deep in his side.
Theron’s chest shuddered again, and this time black blood was spilling from his mouth. His eyes locked onto Leander’s, and somehow he gathered enough strength to speak, even though every word was ragged and torn by pain.
“Lea… nder…” he rasped, his voice barely a breath. “Th_ the truth… deeper… than you… see…”
Another cough ripped through him, splattering dark blood across Leander’s arm. I flinched at the sight, my stomach twisting.
“What? What truth?” Leander asked, his voice full of desperation. “Theron, what do you mean?”
Theron sucked in a shaky b
