Chapter 69 Blood And Fire

• Mariana’s body felt weightless in Diego’s arms, her blood soaking through his shirt, hot and thick. Her breath was shallow, her lashes fluttering weakly as she tried to focus on his face.
• “It had to be me…” she whispered, voice barely a ghost of sound.
• Diego’s vision blurred, but not from tears. From rage. A boiling, uncontainable fury roared inside him, eclipsing everything, pain, fear, even love. He lowered her carefully to the ground, brushing trembling fingers over her cheek before his head snapped up.