WREN
The coughs wouldn't stop and each tore through my chest till it felt like my lungs would explode any moment.
At first I tried to hold anything as leverage but all I could get hold of was the thin air. I felt a spittle crawl up my chest and as it spilled through my fingers in bright crimson it dropped and splattered across the polished floor beneath me.
‘Blood?’
The slightest thought of what it was sent shivers down my spine. I was infected!
Every cough tore through my chest like shards of glass, stealing what little air I had left. I staggered backward, desperate to put distance between myself and Damon Voss who hadn't moved a step all this while.
“I warned you…I'm going to bend you to my will and no one would save you.” He scowled.
The smile on his face never faltered and it
