Skye
The last thing I remember is being carried in Angelus’s arms out of the warehouse. My body shut down as soon as the warmth hit my face and I knew I was safe in his arms. I could hear what was going around me, but I couldn’t bring my eyes to open.
I heard Angelus’ talking to a Dr about me. It was clear that we were in his safe space as I heard the Dr. talking about his own powers, and of magic in my blood but my human form being useless to help heal me. I hear Ace, my Ace, asking for the options to heal me. The doctor made it clear that if he didn’t make me, he couldn’t help me. They discussed blood. Their blood. To make me. I could feel my heart, weak from the infection ripping through, slightly skip a beat.
I felt my head tip slightly, my jaw falling open. I heard a slice. I tas
