Chapter 36
Alyna struck down the last fighter in her front yard and then dragged all of the bodies to the sidewalk. “You’re public waste,” she told the dead men and returned to the living room.
In the living room, Lazi sat on the sofa, hissing crazily. Caedmon lay on the sofa, unconscious.
“Caedmon.” She rushed over and shook his shoulders.
He was cold as ice. She held his hands and injected her light energy into him as she had done before. A force erupted from him that threw her backward against the far wall. She almost blacked out from the strength of the hit. She was glad she had a hard head. She scrambled back up and raced to the bedroom to grab some blankets.
She wrapped him up.
He was still breathing. Barely. “Caedmon, answer me. You’re pissing me off.”
She felt a warm rush ov
