Chapter 117

Bronx’s POV

“Come on, Tish. It’s your turn.” I pant while I kneel on the floor and rest my forearms on my knee. I watch blood drip heavily down my body onto the white carpet in deep crimson puddles.

My mind is fuzzy, and it’s hard to keep my balance. Saint is fighting the battle against my injuries from the inside. It seems like a losing battle.

“Bronx, no.” Leticia kneels in front of me and holds her hands up like she wants to touch me, but she doesn’t know where to put them. “I’m not leaving you or Kas here. Besides, you need time to recover first.”

“Come on, Tish, we already agreed. You pulled the memory of the vision from Kas. You need to tell people what you saw.” I groan. “Kas and I can figure another way out once you’re through this portal. Let it close like we talked about earlier. Once it closes, she and I can wait for Saint to heal me.”

“He’s right, darling.” I look up and blink blood out of my eyes. Through the pink haze, I see Kas put her hand on Leticia’s shoulder while s