Cora’s pov
I bolted down the stairs and towards Creed, at the same time, taking in the wounds on his body. The ones that were only half-healed and the ones that still had blood dripping through.
“Creed… how-” I didn’t know what else to ask.
Creed’s eyes seemed out of focus and Hunter let out a small grunt, probably from the stress of having to hold the man up the entire time. I shook myself out of my shock and tipped my head up the stairs.
“Bring him up,” I said, my mind was moving in overdrive, and I had a million questions to ask.
How? Why? Where?
What kind of thing had he been through to have been damaged this badly?
But all of those questions could wait, Creed was a powerful man, but even the most ancient creatures couldn’t recover from wounds like these so easily. He need
