Chapter Thirty
Milo
I stewed the entire day about what Dr. Davila had said and what it could mean for me. I wanted so badly to believe him, but he’d never assured me they would spare my life if, after my fledge, I turned.
That night, I sat on the edge of my bed and felt the pains resonate in my back. I knew it would be happening soon. There was part of me that wanted to have the comfort of Davila and Richard nearby when it took place. They knew what I was and understood.
As I stilled my mind to ease the pain, I heard Davila's voice. It was odd to hear him since he was usually never there at night. And then another voice spoke that I'd never heard before.
Davila called him Charlie, and his voice was antsy and winded. They spoke about lab tests and the potency of our blood. Davila had b
