Rowan’s Point of View
I heard Lucky yell “motherfucker” when I was halfway down the beach. I sent out a mass telepathic message when I got Dylan’s. Hell, I even tried to reach Bastien. I tried to focus on my speed instead of the horrifying thoughts that were flooding my brain. I needed to get to Dylan, I needed her to be okay. The garage was full when I ran in but all I could see was my beloved laying on the ground next to Raffa with Stacia kneeling over them.
“Rowan! They’re okay. They’re okay” Stacia yelled to me when he saw me. I flew to where they were laying.
“Dylan, baby talk to me. Please talk to me” My hands shook as I gently laid them on her battered body.
“I’m okay but I don’t know if Raffa is” her voice was thick with tears.
“He’s okay. I pr
