“Shh…” a voice hushed, a strong arm wrapping around my middle and keeping me upright. “It’s just me, anoaley. You’re safe now. We’re here.” I sank into Malyr’s chest and looked up at his face, black renegade wisps sticking to the blood that painted his face here and there. “You came…” “Of course we came. I’m never letting you go.”
