As soon as I saw Tate, it felt like the whole world became quiet until all I could hear was my own rapid breathing and the dull thudding of his heart. Feeling like my head was underwater, I slowly lifted my head and tore my gaze away from the sight of him lying in a pool of blood, trying to see if all of this was real. Hans was red-faced, moving his hands around as he seemed to be yelling at people.
“E—“ rasped a soft voice. I turned to look back at him, knowing that he needed me by his side. Without a thought of how everyone will react, I rushed and kneeled down by his side. This close I could see how badly his throat has been torn out, half of it was almost gone. It was almost unbelievable that he was still alive at this point. My heart ached as I realized that had he been human, he wou
