Caspian's Pov

My heart raced. I didn't see it coming, nothing of such. I carried the only person that gave me hope in my arms, watching her groan in pain.

I couldn't wait for Karl to start the car or Edmund to open the door.

Her skin was hot, her breathing shallow, and her face—dammit, her face was covered in red patches that spread faster than I could process. I threw the car door open and set her down gently before slamming it shut. Rage boiled under my skin. Not at her, not even at ...