Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Six

GAYLE

"So let me get this straight," Gryffin says, staring at the kit in Gio's hands. "You want me to volunteer a couple pints of my blood so that you can save her mate, but you won't tell me why it will help and it doesn't matter what my blood type is."

"Come on Gryff! Please," I moan, exasper...