MIAS 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 ...