She had lost consciousness.
I had seen countless bloody bodies in my line of work. I had watched men beg for their lives, had stood over corpses without so much as flinching. But seeing her bleeding, so still in my arms, sent a fear through me that I had never felt before. A cold, paralyzing fear that tightened around my chest like a vice.
I couldn’t lose her. Not again.
Without wasting another second, I lifted her into my arms and rushed to the car. My men had already been dispatched, chasing after the car that hit her and fled. Whoever did this will pay.
The second I got into the back seat, I pulled Bella closer, letting her rest on me. Her skin was growing colder by the second, her breathing faint.
The car felt too slow.
"Drive faste Luke!" My voice was intense, filled with barel
