Third Person's POVA while later, Cassian emerged from the building, cradling Sayer in his arms.The little boy seemed to have fainted from sheer terror, lying still against Cassian's chest.Cassian wore a sharp black suit, but a deep, jagged gash cut across his arm. Crimson blood seeped through the dark fabric, dripping onto the floor. In the dim light of the night, however, no one else seemed to notice.Bianca Manwaring, Elias's wife, was visibly shaken. A female officer and Humphrey supported her from either side, guiding her out.Trista rushed forward, her eyes wide with worry. "What happened to the boy?""He fainted from the shock," Cassian reassured her. "But they're both safe. Mother and son are fine."As a trained healer—and with a werewolf's naturally sharp sense of smell—Trista immediately caught the sharp metallic tang of blood. Her eyes swept over him, instantly locking onto his injured arm.Reaching out
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