Roxxane's POV
Everything stops.
For a moment, it’s just the sound of his breathing and my heartbeat thundering in my ears.
Eli’s eyes dart upward. “Where the hell did that come from?”
No one answers.
Canan drops to one knee, his teeth are clenched, and blood is already sliding down his forearm.
I’m beside him before I even realise I’ve moved. “You—you took that for me?”
His eyes flick up, sharp and frustrated. “Don’t flatter yourself.” He mutters. His voice is rough and weak, but I don’t care.
I swallow hard, panic rising in my chest. “You could have been killed!”
“And you would’ve been if I didn’t move. You didn’t even see the arrow coming.” He yanks his arm away from me, grimacing as he rips a piece of fabric from his shirt to tie around the wound. “Focus. Whoever shot t
