Damon.
Any house close by was further off the path than I thought tucked behind thick pine trees and backed by a hill that looked like it’d swallow the building whole if the earth ever gave in. I walked faster even though I could feel Willow getting heavier with every step.
Not because he gained weight or anything but just blood. He was losing too much of it and fast. By the time I got to the clearing, there are guards stationed outside the gates were already on their feet.
Two of them and both young and jumpy, dressed in mismatched pieces of uniform like they’d never been in a real fight but were just told to stand there and look scary. The moment they saw me carrying someone limp in my arms, they shifted stance and their hands went on weapons wit shoulders squared.
“Who are you?
