23. All Out War
I woke with a headache, still on the couch and in Danny’s arms. I hadn’t had a headache like this since before I was changed. It was one of the many punishments my body was inflicting on me for pushing it too far.
“You need to hunt,” Danny said. “You can’t afford to be weak now. I’ll come with you. There is safety in numbers, even if it is only the two of us.”
“Won’t the angels sense you — sense us?” I asked.
“Not if you’re quick.” He had something in mind. I could see it in his eyes. “Remember the other day, how you recreated the lights?”
I nodded. Danny had given me a good dressing-down and I wasn’t in a hurry to continue with experimentation in that area.
“How long do you think you can sustain the lights?”
“You told me it was dangerous to want to stay,” I proteste
