Chapter 80

"Fuck, Amara! Don't die on me!" Rhy’s fear was palpable as he carried her inside the car, his growl echoing in the tense atmosphere. The urgency in the air increased when Lorcan swiftly followed suit, his actions mirroring the sound of distant gunshots that pierced through the day.

"Rhys... Rhys.." Rhys clenched his fists as she muttered through her mouth drawing in deep breaths. Her hand limply slipped through his fingers.

Lorcan wasted no time in sliding into the passenger side, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any threats. With a surge of adrenaline, he pressed his foot on the accelerator, causing the engine to roar to life, matching the intensity of their situation.

He felt a rush of adrenaline. It was too intense and too overwhelming as he felt sweat trickling down his back.

"Drive fast!" Rhys muttered as a few cars followed them. Lorcan cursed in Italian and pulled the windows down.

Rhys’s concerned gaze fixated on Amara’s complexion, which