Chapter 272

The sound of the gun going off rang loud in Bellatrix's ears. Her breath hitched, her body tensed and for a split second, everything came to a standstill. But then, as if time sped up, everything else happened all at once. Both Cillian and Damien stumbled backwards, expressions mirroring each other—confusion. For a second, it was hard to tell who the gun had been fired at. Then her eyes dropped to the floor and she saw the trail of red droplets, not leading towards Damien, but towards Cillian. Her heart jumped into her throat. "Cillian," his name fell from her lips in a tone she never thought would be used for him again and she was by his side in a flash, eyes scanning him. The blood was coming from his lower abdomen. The sight made her stomach knot, the familiar feeling of dread taking its place. She reached out, hesitating, before she touched him. Her hands shook. "Cillian." She repeated and when his gaze snapped towards hers, the first thing he saw was fear, concern. He could read i