Chapter one hundred and sixty eight

AMELIA’s POV….

I gasped as tears streamed down my cheeks, looking at my hand that had now started to bleed as I fell back, feeling as weak as ever as I swallowed.

I looked around the room, and the place was looking as blurry as a movie that didn’t have proper signal. I clenched my fists as I bit my lips, trying my best to clear my vision; but to my best abilities, I really couldn’t.

“Little breeche.” I heard Alex call out to me as he rushed towards me and I closed my eyes as the tears streamed down my cheeks and just then, I also heard Alaric call out to me and from how he called out to me, I knew that he was wounded because of what I had done.

“Amelia.” He called out to me and again, I opened my eyes to see both men standing in front of me.

I gulped as they both extended their hands to me, wanting me to take one of their hands to get up.

I looked at Alex who seemed to be panting like he had run all the way here and then, I turned to Alaric who even though was in pain for what I had d