REJECTED:The Alpha Behind The Mask
he asked in a weak voice, too weak for someone like Eric.
I nodded my head at his words and watched him stand at his feet. As he made his way to me, I noticed it wasn't just Mike's blood on the floor, but Eric's blood was gushing down from his right stomach.
“Don't worry, I'll be fine.” he assured me in a whisper and knelt beside me as he untied my hands with trembling hands.
“Eric, you are dying, how did you get injured?'' I asked and remembered the gunshot that didn't hit me. “Oh my God, you were shot.” I muttered in fear as he untied the last rope from my hand.