Zane
A bolt of energy hit me in the chest, and my eyes flew open. My father, had me cradled close to his chest like a newborn. His long fingers wrapped around my heart forcing it to pump. The energy was coming from him. He was sharing his life force with me, reviving me. I tried to speak past my dry scratchy throat, but my eyes drifted shut.
When they opened again, I was lying on a marble slab, and Zahra was leaning over me mopping my brow with a cool cloth.
“Don’t speak. You have been weakened by the poison injected into your system. You were lucky, you were able to get home, before you lost consciousness.”
“The Kathar Tribe has been slaughtered, and Lilith told the Ashtar Tribe you were responsible.”
Khamisi looked to my father then me. “I went to them in good faith, but it was no u
