MIA’S POV
My heart stopped when I saw Lucas slumped between Tristan and Daisy, his body pale, sweat dripping down his face.
Blood soaked his shirt, the dark stain spreading from a deep wound near his ribs.
“Lucas?” My voice came out shaky, my body already moving before I could think.
He barely lifted his head, his breathing uneven.
Rage flared inside me. Keith. That bastard.
I spun on my heel, eyes burning. “How the hell did this happen?”
Tristan and Daisy shared a look—one that made my stomach drop.
They were hiding something.
I gritted my teeth, shoving past them to wrap Lucas’ arm around my shoulder. He groaned, body weight sinking into mine, but I refused to let him fall.
“Help me get him inside,” I snapped.
We moved quickly, dragging him to his room. I pressed him onto t
