Tyler’s P.O.V.
I was sitting on the sofa of the cabin, still trying to wrap my head around everything that had happened in the last couple of minutes alone. One minute, I had been shot six times and was bleeding out, waiting to die while my mate had been taken from me. The very next minute, it seemed like another mafia clan had found and saved my girl out of the hands of an insane mobster, and to make it even weirder than it already was, three freaking hybrids showed up at my doorstep in order to save my life. They literally had pulled every bullet out of my body, using freaking magic on me, and like a superhero, they had helped my wounds heal faster than ever before when it was just me and my wolf’s powers. Making it so that right now, I was sitting on the damn sofa, my wounds still heal
