Chapter 252

Book 3 Chapter 87

~WILLOW~

Caroline and Winter rush to our side.

“Please help me get him out of here while everyone is still distracted,” I beg. “He’s badly injured.”

They both nod, and we successfully carry him through the back without anyone stopping us.

“I need to tend to his wounds,” I tell my sisters.

“We don’t have time for that Willow.” Winter hisses at me. “We must get back before our mother finds out we are missing. You used your power in front of hundreds of people. Cassius must know exactly where we are by now. We need to get moving.”

“No!” I shout. “I’m not leaving Dante. Not when he is like this.”

“He’s not going to die.” She points out. “He will live. Your life is more in danger than his at this moment. So please, let’s go.”

“Willow,” Dante croaks. His eyes are still closed as he shifts uncomfortably on the ground.

He was waking up again.

“Willow.” He tries again. He’s waiting for me to respond.

I grab his hand and squeeze it gently, “I’m here.”

I felt his body relax slightly at my words, “Don’t leave me again. Please don’t leave me, Willow.”

“We have to go!” Winter shouts.

You’ll have to force me, but I’m not willingly leaving him when

and holds her head in frustration. “I can’t believe this is happening right now. Are

don’t bother answering

what she has to.” Caroline intervenes. “Our sister loves this man. If she

us angrily. She was pissed, and I was sure we would both get a lecture about this when it was time

it isn’t one of Azai’s offspring,” I say

use your power to heal him, you’ll be extremely weak for

him as much as possible before leaving. I’m not going to see him again after this. I want to ensure he’s safe

“place your right hand over

do as she

My eyes widen when she cuts the middle of my

blood touch his lips.” She orders

as she says. I can feel myself grow weaker as Dante’s body slowly begins to

enough to heal him completely, but he should regain consciousness

have him following us,” Winter says as she

also make him incredibly dizzy at least for an hour. He won’t be

hand from his heart and gently move his hair from his face. He stirs slowly, and I don’t make a sound as he

looking at me. It takes

he realizes I’m in front of him, his eyes widen

He calls my name in a whispered

can see the pain in

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