When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 27 Bleeding Hands, Burning Heart

Shauna’s words stopped Finn’s fist midair. He never did knock on the operating room door.

“But what about Mr. Baron? If his wounds aren’t treated soon, he might…”

His voice cracked. He couldn’t finish. He dropped into a crouch and buried his head in his hands, shoulders trembling.

Shauna’s tears silently slid down her cheeks. But she knew better than anyone – once Mr. Baron made a decision, no one could change it.

Inside the OR, Baron stared at the scorched, barely recognizable body lying on the table. His brows were drawn tight in a deep, pained crease.

This was going to be a major operation.

With burns this severe, she’d need skin grafts for sure

–

but the priority now was saving her life.

He started up the diagnostic equipment to run a full-body scan. But suddenly, a cough racked his chest. A mouthful of blood spilled violently from his lips.

He dropped to one knee, gasping, eyes darkening.

The wounds all over his body seemed to flare at once, hot and throbbing, blood seeping freely.

Baron glanced down at the growing pool beneath him and let out a bitter chuckle. Under the sterile glare of the surgical lamp, that red mole under his eye gleamed like something cursed, something wicked.

“Natalie, if I’d known five years later I’d be tangled up with you like this, I never would’ve saved Jensen for you back then – even if you were dying right in front of me.”

“And now I’m gambling my life. If you dare die on me again, I swear I’ll drag you back from the afterlife myself. Do you hear me?”

didn’t move. Didn’t

slowly and forced himself

he eyed her bald, burned scalp and clicked his

“You look awful.”

to a nearby drawer and pulled out a small, unlabeled vial. Tapping a single pill into his palm, he forced it

one of my lifesaving formulas. Even if you’ve only got one breath left, I’ll drag you back with it. Natalie, I’m about to fight death itself for you. If you still have a shred of hate left, if you still want revenge – then

left

Her breathing was still

–

1/3

into a

survive this, I’ll be your shield. No terms, no conditions.

corner of Natalie’s

Baron’s expression shifted.

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She wanted to live.

she wanted to live, he’d make sure she did – no matter

running on fumes. His stamina was nearly gone. He wasn’t sure he could

gaze slid over to a

–

formula that could ramp up mental clarity and endurance in minutes. But the side effects were

for

to the woman on the

thought, Baron ripped open the buttons of his

clattered

chest rose and fell with each shaky breath. His fingers brushed over

your ashes into this scar.