CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN

- KILLIAN -

Liam met me at the door.

"You can't be serious, Killian, I told you to back out!" He said, rushing to me. I'm exhausted. My clothes, face and body are stained and dripping with blood. Some which are mine due to cuts and deep wounds, others which aren't. I tried not to stagger in front of Liam.

I did my best to put on a good font and come off as okay. I am not okay. My lips spread open as I breathe through my mouth and made my way inside, pushing him away to the side with a lazy hand while supporting myself with my other hand, leaning on the door. "I am here, am I not?"

"I told you not to fight them." Liam walked in front of me. I stared at him. He's angry. His furrowed brows and his firmed face speaks more than his raging tone.

"Well, I didn't heed your words." I brushed him off, taking a step forward.

I can maintain my composure long enough till I get to my room, after that, I'll phone a doctor but I need to come off as strong in front of my brother.

One look at Lia