"Duck!"
The second Gabriel yelled the word, Ambrose's senses snapped back to reality. He took a hard jump to his left, narrowly avoiding being hit by one of the falling creatures.
However, he fell butt-first to the sandy ground, grunting as he raised his head. Another creature was already upon him, jaws opened to reveal rows of razor-sharp fangs.
Ambrose's heart lurched. Time seemed to slow down for a beat—
—Until someone rammed into his side, shoving him away from the beast's strike. He skidded through the sand, gasping when he was far enough from the creature.
Hovering over him like a shield now was Viktor, his hands on his shoulders and intense stare locked on his face. "What are you doing freezing in a battlefield like that?"
Ambrose was barely able to concentrate, the permanent link pulsing between them. Viktor's warm breath hits his face, his icy blue eyes more mesmerising up close.
[ALERT: Save your ass first before you turn this into a rom-com.]
