Hades' POV

The tires of the car screeched as I got down quickly. My heart continued to pant harder as I tried to help the little boy up. I kept blaming myself for having to think about the low lives that should be chasing my vehicle behind and pleading to convey them to the pack.

"Are you hurt?" I asked, and gulped as I helped him up but he looked totally fine. I had to confirm if he didn't start bleeding internally so I wouldn't assume he wasn't hurt whereas he's badly hurt.

He didn't lift his face till I led him to the pack. I began to think he...