*Wren*

The rest of the night was a blur. I couldn’t think straight, I could barely function. I just saw red. My only focus was Amaya’s safety. I needed to know if she was okay. My mind was racing with the nefarious things Caine was doing to her.

Asher’s injury looked a lot worse than it actually was. He needed stitches but the slash had missed all of his major organs. I watched in horror as he stitched himself up due to the lack of a healer. ...