Daemon
“Over the past two days, he had lost more blood than he had in all the time I’d known him. And now his beast is trying to kill him even in his sleep!”
I recognised Seymour’s voice immediately.
“Stop grumbling and go on bandaging him,” Ragnar hissed.
“That wasn’t a dream,” I said, opening my eyes.
Everything hurt. Every last muscle and bone.
I had long since forgotten what prolonged physical pain felt like.
Since my first transformation, I had almost forgotten what it meant to feel like an ordinary human being. Our animal nature made us considerably stronger than humans, while our accelerated regeneration allowed us to heal within mere hours from wounds that could have been fatal to a human. Supernatural creatures like us hardly ever got sick, and our bodies recovered so quick
