Raven's POV
Every part of my body is screaming in agony as I force myself to move. My back feels like it's been shattered into a thousand pieces and my head is pounding so hard I can barely see straight. Blood is running down my face from where his claws caught my cheek, dripping onto the torn black hoodie I'm wearing. The fabric is already soaked through in places, sticking to my skin uncomfortably. My borrowed sweatpants have ripped at the knees from the impact and I can feel more blood trickling down my legs.
But I can't stay down. I can't give up. Not when he needs me.
With a groan that I try desperately to keep quiet, I push myself up from the cold concrete floor. My arms are shaking so badly I almost collapse again but I manage to get to my feet, using the wall behind me for suppo
