I tried to answer as strongly as I could, telling her I would protect her no matter what. But as we left the roof and entered back into the decaying courtyard, I saw someone crawl out from the tunnel we’d entered in.
It was my brother, and he was covered in blood.
"Kahn?" I called out in disbelief.
He collapsed to the ground and sighed with exhaustion. "Brother, I'm… injured," he said.
"Stay near the doors," I said to Lilly. "My father could be anywhere. I need to make sure this isn't one of his fucked up games."
She swung her weapon from her shoulder into her hands. "Take this," she said. She tossed me the hunting rifle.
I ran toward my brother and looked upon him, nudging the barrel of the rifle against his shoulder. He let out a groan and eyed me pathetically.
He’d been shot once in the arm. Another bullet entry was on the top of his chest. He was lucky to be alive.
"Kahn, what the hell happened?" I asked.
He tried to lift his head, but he was missing his strength. "Lucian, I'm sorry," he moaned.
I dropped to the ground and turned his body over. "Kahn, stay with me," I said.
His eyes twisted into the back of his head, and a strange smile draped across his face. "Goodbye, older brother."
He dropped his head against my chest and passed out.
Lilly
"Stay with us," I whispered as I put pressure on his wounds.
My heart was pounding. Cortisol and adrenaline swept through my bloodstream. Lies. This forest was full of them, and they only seemed to get bigger and bigger as time went on. I wasn't stupid. I knew Kahn wasn't to be fully trusted, but he knew things. I was sure of that.
Kahn lay on the operating table with a piece of cloth clenched in the center of his teeth. He screamed and bucked forward, smashing all of the surgical tools onto the floor.
"Get him to stop moving," Lucian growled.
I grabbed his arms and tried my hardest to hold him down, but he was much too strong. "I'm fucking dying," he cried. "Give me a sedative. Please!"
Lucian leaned over him and slapped his face. "You aren’t dying," he said.
"Like fucking hell I ain't," he snarled and kicked into Lucian’s chest.
Lucian grabbed his leg and pinned it down. "What happened out there? Where is her father?"
Kahn clenched his teeth, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. "I told you already. I don't know anything," he said.
Lucian nodded his head at me, and I knew what he was going to do to him. "You can't hurt him," I said.
Lucian's eyes widened. "He's my brother, and he's someone not to be trusted. We need information," Lucian said.
I walked around the operating table. Kahn tried to move back, but he was getting weaker. "You're right. Do it," I said.
Without warning, Lucian pressed near Khan’s wounds. The color left his face. "S-S-Stop," he whined. "I swear on my life. Father shot me. He did this to me."
"Do we believe him?" Lucian asked.
I bit the inside of my cheek and breathed through my nose. I wanted to believ
e the bastard. I wished I could trust him, but he had attacked me once before. Either way, he was really hurt, and we weren't doing any good by killing him. If he knew anything, he was keeping it from us. I figured we could use him to our advantage.