Chapter Twenty-Four. Staring Death In The Face and Giving It The Finger.
“Come on” Cillian growled at Ronnie, willing her to wake up. Touching her hands, he could feel that she had massive internal bleeding. He cursed himself back and forth for not going with his gut and healing her first. Or at least second.
It was not that Cillian particularly liked Ronnie. He didn’t know her, to make that decision. However, she was his best chance of getting his mate and pups to safety. That was all he cared about. He felt frustrated and dread that his healing skill would not be good enough to save her, and that could also put his mate and him in danger from the guard’s wrath. If the bastards who were holding him against his will, kill him, in revenge for their biggest prize succumbing to her injuri
