Aaron felt his heart shatter into a thousand pieces.
Assassins. They were assassins. Sent to kill Ava. His baby sister. The woman he had sworn to protect, to keep safe, to shield from all harm.
And Raven. The woman he loved, the woman whose soul was bound to his, the woman he had opened his heart to completely, had been sent here to murder her.
"Aaron," Raven's voice was barely a whisper, weak and trembling. She tried to push herself up, tried to reach for him, but her injuries were too severe. Blood soaked through her clothing, pooling beneath her.
"Aaron, please... let me... explain..."
The words came out broken, punctuated by gasps of pain. Kaden tried to support her, but he was in little better condition, his own wounds bleeding freely.
Aaron stood frozen, his sword still raised
