Into the Fire
Griffin’s POV
There was a sickening thump when the bullet struck Griffin's shoulder. I felt him weaken in my arms as his body shook. Panic gripped me as my breath froze in my throat.
"Griffin!" As he stumbled, I gasped and dragged him in, seeking to support him. "Remain with me. Please.
The pain was evident in his eyes, and his face was pale. He let out tiny breaths of breath. He whispered, "I… I'm fine, Ivy," but his voice sounded strained, as if it took all of his power to say it.
I didn't believe it. The taint of his blood on my hands was too much to bear.
"Avoid saying that. We must leave this place. At this moment. As I frantically glanced down the corridor, my voice faltered. I could hear approaching footsteps. Not far behind were Victor's men. We were pressed
