Leo’s POV
The world around me began to blur as I hovered over her, my hands shaking as I tried to stop the bleeding. Blood soaked through my fingers, staining my clothes and the floor beneath us. Panic surged within me, but there was nothing I could do to undo what just happened.
“Ivy… please,” I whispered, my voice barely a breath. “Please, don’t leave me. I didn’t mean to—I thought…”
“Leo,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Ivy, stay with me, I’ll get help,” I begged, pressing my hands to her wound. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know—it wasn’t supposed to be you.”
Her gaze softened, and she lifted a trembling hand to touch my face.
I looked down at my blood stained hands, my clothes, and the tiled floor beneath us. My wolf howled inside me, the pain and guilt threatening to cons
