My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1306

"Where the hell did they go?"

"Fan out and keep looking! They couldn't have gotten far."

Emily couldn't hold herself up, lowering her body closer to Andrew's back. Up close, she could feel the harsh, ragged drag of his lungs.

She couldn't help but frown. "They lost us for now. Put me down."

The brief rest had worked wonders on her stomach. The crippling spasms had faded into a dull ache.

Andrew locked his jaw, hoisting her securely back up. "No need."

Emily bit her lip, tightening her hold on him and keeping her mouth shut.

Suddenly, his boot clipped a hidden rock. He stumbled violently but miraculously slammed his hand against a tree trunk just in time to stop them both from crashing into the dirt.

The violent jolt knocked Emily off balance. Her grip slipped from his shoulders, and in a pure reflex of panic, her fingers dug fiercely into his arm to secure her hold.

A sharp hiss of agony tore from Andrew's throat.

"What's wrong?"

Only then did Emily register the slick, hot sensation coating her palm.

She slowly pulled her hand back, the faint, filtered moonlight revealing the dark, smeared liquid staining her skin.

Her hand trembled. She brought her fingers closer, inhaling the unmistakable, coppery scent of fresh blood.

The memory slammed into her with brutal force—Andrew was still harboring a raw, unbandaged gash on his arm.

A deep, savage wound that was currently bleeding profusely.

A sickening jolt hit Emily's chest.

He had been moving with such dominant, unbroken control that she had genuinely forgotten he was injured.

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