Willow POV
My eyes fluttered open like I was fighting to focus. Which, to be fair, I was.
“Where…” I let my voice come out hoarse.
He grinned. “Somewhere you should’ve stayed away from.”
“Shut up,” Micah bit out, then sucked in a breath when the effort cost him.
The man nearest the door snorted. “Look at that. She guts you and you still want to play gentleman.”
Micah didn’t answer. His face had gone gray beneath the sweat.
I let my gaze snag on the blood staining his hand. “You’re losing too much.”
That got all three of them looking at me.
“Worried about him?” Boot Guy mocked.
I wasn’t worried. I was just calculating the best way to turn this to my advantage. I made my breathing wobble, just enough. “If he dies in here, you’ll all smell like it by the time you reach Keith.”
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