Damien POV
Fuck what was I doing?
The gunshot cracks through the air and something inside me snaps. I don’t think. I don’t plan. I just know it can’t hit Aurélie.
My body moves on pure instinct, shoving past its limits as I launch myself toward her faster than I ever have in my life.
She’d pushed the boy out of the way, leaving herself exposed. Ready to take the bullet meant for him.
But the shooter didn’t change his aim.
He kept it on her.
Why was she the target now?
Our eyes lock just as I collide with her, driving us both to the ground. Her gaze isn’t filled with fear of death it’s wide with shock. Shock that I put myself between her and the bullet.
The impact slams into my back. I grunt, pain flaring sharp but brief. It stings nothing more. A bullet shouldn’t stop a fully grow
