by A. S. Oren
I force myself to sit up now and fall off the bed.
Quinn sighs. "Miss Radcliffe, stop. He'll be fine in the long run."
Maverick tries to help me up, but I move away from him and crawl across the room to Paden. One of my legs drags behind me.
"I'm still setting and healing your broken leg. You need to get back in bed!" Dr. Quinn’s heels hurry around the bed with Earth shattering clacking.
I ignore him; Maverick and Amr don't even try to stop me. They know better; I'll shove them both off me if they even try.
I sit up on my good knee. Paden lies straight as a board in the hospital bed. “Maverick, help me climb into the bed with him.”
A black mark stretches across his chest. I lay my head next to his and place my hand on his torso. My hand glows with a white light and the black mark slithers across his skin and onto mine, moving like veins up my arm. Nausea erupts in my belly, but I suppress the urge to vomit.
Paden's eyes snap open, and he gasps as he sits up. He peers around the room before he stops on me. Our eyes meet as a sob shakes my body.
He turns onto his side and pulls me close. "Shhh... love, it will be okay."
"No it won't. It will never be okay again."
Not until I can watch Rosemen's life slip away between my claws
To be continued...
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