Chapter 88. Scared of Losing You

I don’t know how long I was unconscious, but when I regained consciousness, I found us parked in front of a building and the skies were darkening as night approached.

Turning to Devyn, he had his eyes on me, and there was a concerned expression on his face. Leaning in, he gently grazed my cheek with his knuckles, but the coppery smell of blood reached my nose.

In a sudden panic, I shot up in my seat, and the throbbing headache intensified, causing me to wince.

“You’re bleeding.”

“I’m fine, you’re up,” his lips formed into a thin line, “You must've hit your head really hard.”

I recalled the events that led to us being here, and a chill ran down my spine—We were attacked.

“What happened back there? Who were those people? Why were they trying to kill us?” A flurry of questions escaped my lips as I tried to understand what the hell happened.

“Let’s settle in first. It’s not safe being out here,” he leaned in, unhooking my seatbelt, “Come on.”