Chapter 123 SAVE DYLAN

Ash landed on the floor, groaning in pain, blood leaking on the grievous wound in his right shoulder. He thrashed and cursed under his breath as he struggled to stop the bleeding in his wound but the pressure he applied wasn't enough to stop the crimson liquid from flowing.

All the while, my hawk-sharp eyes remained watching him. Just in case he tries to attack or even escape, I'll shoot him - not in the shoulders anymore but to somewhere more fatal that he won't be able to move again. My fingers were cold and shaking, yet, I didn't move the gun away from him for a second, fearing he would took the chance to take the weapon from me and reverse the situation.