8
Remus stands on the other side of my doorway with a cup of blood in his hand. At least, it smells like blood. I c**k my head to the side, Eric's words still ringing in my ears.
"Are you sure it's a good idea to give me that?"
"Yes," he answers. "It'll help heal your burns."
"Oh." I haven't really thought about the burns in a while. Mostly because my skin felt healed.
"I know it doesn't hurt now, but the damage is a lot further down than you think it is. You need to get your strength back up." He passes me the cup, and I take it without thinking. But I do hold back from drinking. Just. Eric is right, I do have plenty of discipline, but this is testing me to the limits.
"Even so..."
"You're safe, Ashryn, I'm here to make sure you don't go too crazy." He brushes past me as he enters
