THIRTY SIX

ELENA’s POV

“Kai!” someone from the crowd shouts. Aiden runs back to the middle of the ballroom to check for a pulse, he shakes his head, there is none. The big bad of the north is dead, it should not have happened but it did and all eyes fall on Hunter.

He gently lays Kai back onto the floor before making eye contact with Aiden.

“He’s dead,” he states the obvious. Aiden nods his head silently and raises his hand, signalling for help. One of the attendees or waiter, I can’t tell the difference, they’re all dressed the same quickly exits the ballroom.

I run towards Hunter, fall on my knees and cup his chin with both my hands. Tears line my eyes and blur my vision. I hate crying, but seeing him wounded like this breaks my heart.

He palms my hand with his bloodied ones and shoots me a weak smile. “I’m fine,” he says.

Fine my ass, his lips have gone blue and his face the colour of snow. My eyes trail to his blood-bo