Ravenna's POV
His voice was rising in a way I had never heard before. "What were you thinking?!"
I froze, still gulping air. My leg throbbed, my temple burned, but his fury was hotter than any pain.
"I—"
"You do not just throw yourself into a mob like that!" His hands slammed against the wheels, the sound sharp, causing me to slightly flinch. "You don't stand there like a damn shield—what, to get trampled? To get broken into a million pieces?!"
Sebastian stepped in, panic written across his face. "Is she hurt? Ravenna, what's wrong? Where are you bleeding?"
"What sort of question are you asking, Sebastian? Just look at her," Lucien hissed.
"I'm fine." My voice cracked. "I'm really fine, Sebastian; calm down."
"You're not fine!" Lucien's voice thundered over mine.
