Chapter Sixteen: We need a Doctor for Lucas

TRISTAN'S POV

We halted immediately, face to face, claws clashed, I and the pup. It was Emily's scream at that moment, if not one of us could have gotten hurt.

The boy was glaring at me then he eased up and smiled.

“Am sorry. We thought you were that guy,” he pointed at a headless wolf. My eyes are wider. That's a rogue beta and the strongest of their kind.

I looked back at the boy.

“Who did that?”

“Me and my brother but that idiot is bleeding now.” He replied dryly.

I raised an eyebrow. Did he just speak plainly of murder?

“Sir Tristan please come. He is bleeding out.”

I forgot about the killing for now and ran to her.

I took the boy from her hands. His clothes were drenched in his blood.

“He is going to die at this rate.” I held him closer and silently spoke an incantation.

The bleeding stopped.

Emily looked at me. I knew what she was thinking. Sorcery was forbidden.

“Sometimes it can come in handy,” I replied to her thoughts.

“Here hold the boy.” She took him from me. I held