Writer's POV
Alec rushed to Ryker's side as soon as he saw the blood dripping from his arm. The wound looked angry and raw, with dark veins spreading around it like poison through his skin. Ryker was sitting on the edge of his bed, his jaw clenched tight as he tried to stop the bleeding with a torn piece of cloth.
"Let me see that," Alec
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