And he’d do anything to keep Brea’s children safe.
“Let me bandage you.” Nessa dug through her bag for a roll of bandages.
“There’s no time.”
“Griff.” The kid gave him a stubborn look. “You love Toby. Well, we love you.”
“Yeah, we sort of don’t want you to die.” Gulliver matched Nessa’s stance.
Griffin sighed, inching forward so Riona and Nessa could wrap the bandage around him.
The door opened, and Myles peered in, his floppy hair soaked with sweat and who knew what else. Curses flew from his lips. “I wondered where the blood was leading. Yikes, Griff, you don’t look so good. Was it an ogre?” He said it as if an ogre was the only creature who could defeat Griffin.
“Asrai.” Griffin winced as Nessa tied the bandage. “Myles, can you get me a horse?”
His words faltered. “Uh, Griff, yo
