Urdon Pov
The curse that had been crushing my chest for so long suddenly lifted slightly. Not completely gone but definitely weaker. I could breathe a little easier.
But my body was too badly injured to feel any relief. The deep gashes across my chest and arms were still bleeding heavily. I had lost so much blood already. Too much. I could feel my life draining away with every passing second.
"I am dying," I said out loud. The words felt strange in my mouth. "This is what dying feels like."
Freda dropped down beside me. Her hands were immediately on my wounds trying desperately to stop the bleeding. But there was too much blood. Too many injuries. Her efforts were not working.
"Do not you dare die," Freda said fiercely. Tears streamed down her face. "Do not you dare leave me alone. I need you Urdon. The pack needs you."
"I am trying," I said weakly. "But I do not think I can hold on much longer."
