Silas's POV
As I saw them, I tried to sit up, but just then, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. That's when I realized—I was stabbed. That's why I'm feeling this pain.
"Shorty, you're still injured. Don't try to move."
Seeing them by my side, I had a strange sense of déjà vu. I had seen this scene before—when I was kidnapped.
And now, I got stabbed. I think bad luck is completely on my side now.
"Silas!"
Hearing my name, I turned and noticed Lysander. He looked even more handsome than ever.
A smile spread on my lips as I saw him. It had been a few days since I last saw him, and honestly, I kind of missed his hug.
"Lysander," I called out his name.
As soon as I did, I felt gazes on me. Glancing at Damon and Theron, I saw them both staring at me.
"What are you two looking at me like that for?" I asked. Their gazes were making me uncomfortable, of course.
Hearing me, Lysander pushed Theron from his seat and sat there instead, grabbing my hand.
