“Almost dawn. Let’s go see if that’s your blood stone he stuck in you.” Kane patted him on the back then hissed when Michael growled at him from his place still lying on the floor. “Sorry.”
“Yeah right,” Michael groaned. “At least I healed you when I did it… instead of killing you.”
“You have a point,” Kane smirked and sat down next to him on the floor. It was obvious Michael wasn’t moving for at least a couple more minutes. “So what was Daddy so pissed about that he broke your neck?” he asked.
“I never saw who had a hold of me,” Michael said vaguely remembering fighting back against his attacker. He sighed now knowing he’d been fighting Syn, but in his defense… Syn had just rammed his fist through him without warning.
Kane focused trying to listen in on Michael’s thoughts but was havi
