*Jameson POV*
I wanted to stay and fight, or at least be there in case things went bad with the witch. However, I felt myself growing weaker by the minute, so Liam helped me to the infirmary where Nix was waiting for me.
"How bad is it?" he asked. I laughed and shook my head.
"Well, if three or more vampire bites aren't bad, then I'm doing great," I joked.
Cree shook her head and commented about how she was glad that my sense of humor was still intact. All I could think about was if I was dying, then I would at least die laughing.
"Jay, are you sure you were bitten? There are what look to be marks, but it doesn't look as if there is any venom in your system," Nix asked.
I nodded my head. "Absolutely, and more than once. I could feel the venom enter, so it's got to be there," I sta
