Ara's POV
The moment warm blood seeped through my fingers, the world stopped making sense.
Damon— a massive, invincible Lycan prince— lay slumped against me, his breathing shallow, his skin already too pale. His blood was all over me. My hands trembled as I tried to hold him steady.
"Damon!" My voice cracked as I shook him. No response. "Please wake up..."
This couldn't be happening. Not again. Not like my parents. Not like everyone I'd ever—
No.
I couldn't lose him! I couldn't let him die!
“Damon… please… wake up,” I laid him on his stomach, as I tried to make him budge.
“If you don't… I will run away…” I said in hope anger will wake him up.
“Please… Damon!” My voice was nothing but a whimper.
His pulses fade. The spark was fading. No no no! Not him too! He was all I
