Chapter 15: IT'S YOU!

Livia

Words left me. My brain stuttered, and every part of me paused while my thoughts caught up to reality. "What business does my father have with the Crimson Clan?"

Cassian removed his mask, running up to me. "Which of you idiots shot my- shot her?" he asked furiously.

Parker followed behind him, ripping a piece of his shirt and wrapping it around my wound. I winced as he tied his blazer across my good shoulder and back, creating a cast to keep my arm alleviated. "It's okay, little one. You will survive, the bullet isn't that deep, but it could get infected if not treated soon." He looked at me with sorrowful eyes, like the pain I felt was killing him.

I jumped onto the counter. "I've been in worst situations," Aside from the occasional skirmish with my father, the Originals ensured I was prepared for anything.

Cassian looked at me, concerned. "What do you mean you've been in worse situations? That doesn't denote the fact that you're hurt now." He said a bit angrily.

Why is