#Chapter 66 More wounds
Patara
We hit the ground harder than expected. I held Ethan to my chest and Erik held onto me as if he was a cage around us as we all rolled off of Dylan’s back from the impact. My head spun and I tried my best not to let go of my baby until we stopped rolling.
A few feet away from where we landed, we came to a rough stop against a thick tree. Erik looked as if he took most of the hit, but he still got up with a groan to check Dylan the moment he got a bit of breath back in him.
It took me a few moments longer before my head stopped making my world shift beneath me. I stood on shaky legs and followed Erik. Dylan had shifted back into his human form by the time we reached him and there was blood—everywhere. I couldn’t even tell where he was hit.