Ivy

My hands were drenched in blood. All of us were covered in it.

Liam wouldn’t stop bleeding.

By the time we made it back to the house, his white fur was almost entirely red.

“The arrows can’t stay in there!” Damien said, pointing at the two large arrows that were protruding out of his brother. “He’s going to bleed out!”

“He could bleed out if we pull them out-”

“Even if bleeding out ...