<strong>Ivy POV

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Rough hands gripped a hold of my waist, causing my eyes to flutter. Looking up, I watched as Damian’s rugged good looks came into view. The steely, fierce force of his gaze upon me as he lifted my body and carried me forward.

“What are you doing?” I whispered in a raspy tone.

“You’re injured. We have to get you to the hospital.”

The monotone way he spoke to me did nothing but leave me puzzled. Glancing up at the sky, I ...