Su Wanyan continued to weep, and Mo Xingxue wept with her, tears soaking steadily into the front of Su Wanyan's shirt. The remaining guests watched the two of them for a long moment, then glanced at one another. A single shared look was enough.
Without speaking they quietly decided to step away and give the pair the space they clearly needed. The soft grass pressed under their feet as they began to turn.
They had only begun to move when a tearful, wronged voice stopped them.
"Wait!"
Lin Xuanyu's cry cut through the clearing. Everyone paused and looked back. The omega had already moved to Gu Chengze's side and was cradling the disoriented, bloodied alpha against his lap. The soft fabric of his clothes was already stained where it touched the other man's injuries. Fresh tears spilled down his cheeks as he looked up at the group with wide, accusing eyes.
