Vivian
When I woke up, I heard the annoying beep of a heart monitor. Then, the smell of bleach hit my nostrils.
Finally, I felt the dull ache in my lower back and the pinch of an IV needle in the back of my hand.
I opened my eyes to a blinding white ceiling.
"Hey."
I turned my head to the voice.
Kael was sitting in a plastic chair beside the bed. His face was pale and his jaw set in a hard line. He was worried as hell.
"Kael?" I tried to sit up but the room spun. "What... where are we?"
"Hospital, of course." He said flatly, not moving to help me. "You passed out in an alley. Damien… Viper brought you in."
Damien. The memories flooded back. The cold wind, the motorcycle, the dark alley, the desperate, punishing way he had taken me and the question I never got to finish.
"Is he.
