Chapter 37

“Leonel?” I called, hugging Hunter back. “Someone tends to his wounds.”

The blood from his hands was starting to fall on the ground and the smell was making me dizzy. Or was it the smell of my own blood?

“You’re hurt too,” he pointed out, beginning to heal him with his magic.

Hunter gave me a squeeze on the shoulder, as if trying to get my attention.

“I’m here.” I stroked his head, feeling the softness of his hair.

“You disappeared without warning. Leonel couldn’t track you down.”

“He was a very dangerous guy,&rdquo