"Dante!"

Sienna's cry tore from her throat. She scrambled out of the cave, Leo's hand in hers.

Dante took three more steps. Then his legs gave out. He collapsed onto the wet earth, catching himself on his hands and knees.

"Stay here," Sienna told Leo. She ran to Dante. Dropped beside him. "Where are you hurt? How bad is it?"

"I'm okay." His voice was wrecked. Barely more than a whisper. "Are you? Is Leo?"

"We're fine. Both fine." She tried to assess his injuries. There was so much blood. His shirt was soaked with it. "Dante, you're not okay. You're bleeding everywhere."

"Most of it's not mine." He coughed....