Knox’s POVShe wasn’t breathing.At first, my mind refused to understand it and I refused to accept what my eyes were seeing.Mila lay in my arms, she was so still and wasn’t breathing, her body was slack against me like she was already slipping away.“No… no, no, no—”I begged as I shook her slightly.“Mila.” I called her She was still bleeding and I tried to press the wound so it would stop bleeding. A cold kind of fear crawled up my spine, wrapping around my chest and squeezing until I could barely breathe “No,” I said again, sharper this time, like the word itself could force life back into her. “Mila, wake up.”She was silent, her head lolled slightly with the movement a sound tore out of my chest like a growl.I gathered her up immediately, pulling her into my arms like letting go for even a second would mean losing her completely.Her blood soaked into my clothes.Her body felt cold as I took her back to the pack“You’re not dying,” I muttered, my voice shaking now as I sto
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