When Zeke opened his eyes, the first thing he did was look at the little human who was somehow wrapped around him.
Someone had covered both of them. When he carefully pushed the bedding off, he saw no bruises on her arms, and a sniff of the air told him there was no fresh blood or infection. They were both caked with dried blood but healing. He was still weak from the silver but could feel he was over the worst.
He gently pushed Ava’s hair out of her face and saw that her colouring was normal and the cuts were gone. Was the healing potion the doctors pushed into her body at the infirmary the cause of this? Maybe they worked differently on humans. Whatever the reason was, he was grateful.
It was clear to him that their bond had strengthened, for whatever reason. Things had got f****d up
