How long have I been unconscious? I don’t know. It was Elgin’s deep, soft voice that brought me back to reality.
“Scarlett... Scarlett, wake up.”
I opened my eyelids slowly.
Several faces were leaning over my head and watching me. I was half-lying on the sand, Elgin’s arms holding me firmly against him.
“It’s all right,” he whispered, kissing my forehead.
I tried to sit up, but he stopped me. I had felt like I had been knocked out. I looked around; the dark angels were gone.
“Where are they?” I whispered.
“They’re gone.”
I released one of my hands and massaged my right temple, my brow furrowed.
“It hurts...,” I growled.
“I’ve never seen someone as brave as you,” Jamie said, smiling. “Or so crazy! You could have been run over like an ant.”
“What happened to me?”
Elgin
