A clipped laugh slipped through my lips as I looked at her incrediously. Was she insane? She had to be. "I'm sorry, you want me to do what?"
"Bring back my mate," she said bluntly, tilting her head to the side as she held my gaze. "You're a healer, right? So you can bring him back."
"No, I can't. My powers have limits. I can't just go around resurrecting people. If I could, do you think that anyone would have let you 'die' when you did? You and I both know that Gregory would have made me heal you, even if it killed me, but it's not possible. It's not possible with a freshly dead body, and it's not possible with a corpse that's over 20 years old," I said in a low voice, my upper lip curling in disgust.
"Then unblock your aura. You're wanting to do that anyways, aren't you? Just go ahead
