Jaehyun's POV
My arms are shaking badly from carrying the omega while I'm still freshly wounded.
I grind my teeth to push through the pain and the blowing wind, the bandage is soaked through with blood, the blood is so heavy that at this point I don't what I am smelling anymore.
The air is carrying too much weight, things it probably doesn't want to host, from the smell of blood, to the burning smell of raw pain and a the smell of a fucking garden on fire.
I growl loudly as the pain spreads even more through me, and I hold Yujun tightly, I don't want to let go.
I'd probably die bleeding out on the floor, but I need to take Yujun to safety first and our pup, at the thought of our pup I flare my nose to catch its scent, I can barely smell right with how overwhelmed I am.
I'm starting to see things floating in the air, and I blink twice to fight against the black spots starting to spread in front of my eyes.
Fuck. My legs are getting weak.
