Chapter Seventeen

Wounded:

Cahira paused as he hit the ground. How did a hit to the face render him unconscious. Something was wrong. Cahira could feel it. She walked slowly over to him and as she got closer to him she could smell it. The metallic smell lingered in the air. Blood. He was bleeding. She ducked her ears back as she lowered her head sniffing. The back of his head was bleeding. Cahira carefully used her nose to push his head to the side. Her stomach dropped seeing a crack in the back of his head. There was a large wound on the back of his head. His skin separated and was letting blood ooze slowly out. Cahira whimpered. She looked down at the ground and saw the rock immediately. He hit the ground hard and cracked the back of his head on the rock.

“Shit.” Levi grumbled inside of them, regret and frustration rushing through her.

‘Hurt.” Cahira whimpered, only feeling the regret and pain from the situation

“No fucking shit. Damn it!” Levi growled, becoming angry, her blood boiling. This would