“I'm okay. It's just a scratch,” he said, lightheartedly. Elijah tried to smile, but it looked more like a grimace. The wound was more than just a scratch. The claws had raked across his chest, cutting through his clothing, slicing… — Tripp Ellis Copy Share Image
“I'm okay. It's just a scratch,” he said, lightheartedly. Elijah tried to smile, but it looked more like a grimace. The wound was more… — Tripp Ellis Copy Share Image
