Nova's POV
Pain was everywhere when I returned to consciousness. The burn of acid on my back, the pain from the bond—neither left me for one moment. I was lying on the mattress in the bunker, soaked in sweat, and Jordan was wiping my forehead with wet clothes. Rose was sitting beside me, her body injured in the same way mine was, mumbling some kind of spells, which couldn’t lessen the burn that was spreading all over my body. It was like every part of my body was dying bit by bit. My breathing was becoming less and less powerful, and my limbs were not responding to my orders anymore.
Jordan was trying to wipe my face, but his expression betrayed his fear. “Don’t lose us, Nova. There was too much blood loss due to your marks.”
All I could say to him was a small groan. The world was spinn
