#Chapter 125: A Moving Target

Elara

Draken collided with me, knocking me to the floor before I could even comprehend the sound of the gunshot or the screams.

The impact knocked the breath from my lungs, but I barely registered it. All I could focus on now was the sting on my cheek, the warmth of the fresh blood that was now trickling down my skin.

Had I been hit?

My fingers fluttered across the stinging sensation on my che