Burn Me Once, Burn With Me novel Chapter 345

Gennifer had been injured while he was right there—he knew, for a fact, things hadn’t seemed nearly as serious at the time.

Just a few lashes, and suddenly Gennifer was at death’s door?

On his way here, he’d sent someone to investigate. The news he got was strange: Hanley, the Grayson family patriarch, had rushed back from overseas just to donate blood to Gennifer. But before they could even check for a match, Hanley’s heart condition forced him to back out. That left the responsibility squarely on Ruby’s shoulders.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Gennifer was only the adopted daughter—no blood relation to Ruby at all. And yet, when she fell ill, Ruby was the only one who could be her donor?

Sylas simply didn’t buy it. Not for a second.

His expression was dark, predatory.

Hanley glared at the young man who’d just barged in and ruined everything. He slammed his palm against the nearest wall. “Who the hell are you? This is a hospital! Who gave you the right to storm into the OR and interfere with surgery? Can you take responsibility for what happens?”

His voice boomed through the corridor, sharp and commanding.

A few doctors inside the operating room finally snapped out of their shock and rushed to restrain Sylas.

But despite his lean frame, Sylas was shockingly strong. With a single arm, he shoved all of them aside.

He grabbed Ruby’s hand with his free one, pulling her protectively behind him.

Tonight, he was unstoppable.

“What did they do to you?” Sylas ignored the chaos around them, his gaze heavy and fixed on Ruby, waiting for her answer.

“They tied me up. Tried to force me to give blood...”

Hanley made another angry move toward them.

“Back off!” Sylas snapped over his shoulder, voice low and cold.

He looked so harmless, just a boy, but the sudden eruption of rage was enough to chill everyone in the room.

Especially those eyes—so dark, so cold, they seemed to reek of blood.

Hanley froze, startled by the aura Sylas exuded—frighteningly reminiscent of Cassian.

Just then, the curtain shielding Ruby was yanked aside.

Ruby turned at the sound, locking eyes with Cassian.

“Sylas, they’re holding on to my grandmother’s things. I have to get them back! But I won’t do it by being forced to donate blood!”

Hearing his name from her lips, Sylas leaned in close, whispering in her ear, “Say it again. I like hearing it. Whatever you want, I’ll make it happen.”

His audacious promise left Ruby momentarily speechless.

Blushing, she turned away, meeting Sylas’s jewel-bright eyes.

“Rue!”

“Yes, Sylas.”

“Ruby! What did they do to you?”

Another deep voice cut through the moment, shattering the fragile tension between her and Sylas.

Yet another new arrival. Even the doctors and nurses in the operating room exchanged looks, barely able to suppress their exasperation.

Who was it this time?