The mall's chaos faded into the background as Arin's focus narrowed to getting us to safety.
His arm bled profusely, but he didn't seem to notice, his eyes fixed on me as he guided me through the crowds. Once we reached the car, he swiftly opened the door for me and slid into the driver's seat.
Averia, what the hell just happened?
“ You were shot at, and Arin took the bullet for you” my wolf replied with an angry growl.
As we sped towards the palace, his anger was obvious. His jaw was clenched, and his body tense. I glanced at his arm, noticing the blood-soaked sleeve.
How bad is it? I asked, concern etched on my face.
Without a word, he pulled out his claws and, with a swift motion, dug them into his arm to remove the bullet. I winced, and scrunched my nose as the smell of moon dus
