The Rejected daughter chosen by the Alpha (Maya and Atila) novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Apr

Chapter 119

– ATILA

The gunshot was still echoing when her body gave out against mine.

For a second, my brain refused to process what my eyes were seeing.

But then I saw it.

The blood.

Dark.

Thick.

Spilling down her back.

“Maya.”

Her name came out broken, barely recognizable.

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Her fingers were still clutching my shirt, but the strength in them was fading too fast. Her knees buckled, and if I hadn’t caught her, she would’ve collapsed straight onto the cold platform floor.

No.

No.

No.

My arm wrapped around her waist while my other hand pressed against her back, and that was when I felt it. The wet heat. Blood coating my palm. Too much blood.

Fuck!

I yanked her back behind the concrete pillar, twisting our bodies so she was shielded behind me while my eyes scanned for the shooter. Then a voice tore through the station.

“Police! Drop the weapon!”

The man reacted.

His arm moved.

Another shot exploded through the air, ricocheting off the concrete above us.

Instinct took over. I dropped over her, covering her head with my chest, feeling her weak breaths against me.

Footsteps thundered closer.

But I didn’t look.

I didn’t move.

Nothing else existed.

Only her.

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Chapter 119

My hand came up to her face, cradling her jaw carefully.

“Maya.”

Her eyes were open.

But heavy.

Distant.

She tried to focus on me.

Tried.

“Stay with me, honey. Don’t close your eyes. You hear me? Don’t you dare close them.”

Her lips moved.

No sound came out.

Her body was going limp in my arms.

Her fingers tightened on my shirt one last time.

Then loosened.

Her head tilted weakly against my arm.

She passed out.

For one full second, the world stopped.

The sound.

The air.

My heart.

Everything.

“Maya.”

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Nothing.

No response.

Reality slammed back into place.

I looked around, then lifted her into my arms.

She should’ve felt light.

But in that moment, she was crushing,

Her blood soaked through my clothes, ran down my arm, dripped onto the ground as I ran.

I took the station stairs two at a time, ignoring the burn in my muscles, ignoring the fire tearing through my lungs.

“Someone call an ambulance!” a voice shouted.

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Chapter 119

Doors burst open.

Cold air.

Street.

Lights.

People.

Someone rushed toward me.

“Oh my God-”

“She’s been shot,” I said, my voice far too steady for someone whose world was collapsing.

Hands appeared.

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