His chest was equally as burned, and he had some kind of wrappings around his hands as though they’d been caught in the flames too.
Major squeezed her hand and, in a low tone murmured, “We can still go back.”
Though Troy’s wounds petrified her, not only just to look at but at the prospect of trying to heal them, she couldn’t do that. Not when she might be able to take away some of his pain.
How could she let him suffer when there was a potential cure?
She shook her head. “I need to try.”
He let out another sigh, and she got the feeling it was a sound she’d get used to. “I had a bad burn on my face, and Pip just healed it.”
Toni’s shoulders dropped in astonishment as she got to her feet.
“That’s your gift?”
Pip nodded. “I think it is. I don’t really know. I didn’t do anything. Just
