#Chapter 7: Saving the Villain

Cathy

“Aldrich?!” I yelled out as he relinquished, a mass of muscle collapsing heavily to the ground.

I watched in horror as the noble prince, war general, and experienced soldier fell unconscious on my floor. He had spent most of his adult life in war, probably combatting the most notorious generals and warriors, but passed out in my living room onto my daisies.

“Shit,” I muttered as I rushed over to him. He inflicted wounds during the battle, but they were shallow—he was able to kill all three of them within a minute. But something weakened him, something worse than shallow gashes. Something I was not aware of.

As my brain reeled over what it could be, I realized I was afraid of him dying.

Theo skittered over and helped me move Aldrich, who morphed into his human form. We managed to drag him then lift him onto my bed, not caring that his blood stained my sheets. I flinched at the familiar sight of him in bed and tried to forget the last time I saw him in this state.

This made me hes