EMILY’S POV
Emily pushed her way through the shocked crowd, her feet sprinting towards Roman.
She pushed against the guards, who were already blocking the scene.
Move!! Sheila commanded beside her, the guards creating a way at the familiar sight of their pack doctor.
Emily rushed past, her knees hitting the sandy floor as she knelt close to Roman.
The coward, who had stabbed him was being held down by three guards as he struggled, an evil smile on his face.
Tears pour down Emily’s face, why couldn’t they catch a break.
Roman groaned, his face twisted in pain as Sheila touched the spot where he had been stabbed.
She sighed in relief.
It’s not that deep, Sheila said, the guy had missed stabbing any fatal organ.
Emily sighed in relief, clutching Roman's hand.
One of the guard
