17. Lightning Strike
“I’m beat,” I said. “I really need to get some sleep. Will you come and stay with me? I think a few hours should be enough.”
“I’m sorry, Helena. I need to run a quick patrol. I’ll be back before you wake.” He kissed my forehead and left.
I headed straight to bed, even though I knew I would find it difficult to sleep. I thought about the things that had happened in the past week — how I’d needed Danny to rescue me from a large group of vampires and put him in danger by being in another angel’s territory. He risked much just by concealing my existence — hiding me from angels and vampires alike. Then there was the werewolf attack. I’d slowed him down and he had had to bleed, and bleed badly, to heal me. And what about the elevator incident? Let’s face it, I seemed to n
