Chapter 28: Caught In a Tango.
Elara’s POV
“Can’t we just wait, he’s bleeding!” I snapped, my voice loud, louder than I meant it to be. I didn’t care. I didn’t care who heard me.
But it was Ian who grabbed my arm and yanked me down before I could stomp over to the instructors and curse out the entire system. “Sit your ass down, Eli,” he hissed under his breath, eyes sharp. “Don’t make it worse.”
Worse?
I could barely sit still. My hands were clenched so tight my nails dug into my palms. My throat felt like it was closing up. Because there Drake was, sprawled out on the blood-streaked ground, body shaking as the healers hovered over him, trying to stop the worst of the damage. His side was torn, his lip split, and his usual grin? Goddess… his grin was still there. Still there through
