Their voices floated about my mind in hushed whispers, blackness still warping my vision. "Shane! Over here, now!" I could feel the wind gently brushing my skin, Cold fingers gripping my arms as the world around me went silent again.
Shane grunted, his hands pressing harder down on me.
"What is it?" Regan asked, his voice shaky.
"I-" he words cut off, his voice gruff and soaked in disbelief. "I can't heal her . . ."
"What?!" It was Ian now. I could feel his presence towering over me. "What the f**k do you mean you can't heal her?! f*****g touch her and heal her!"
"I can't!" He cried out desperately, his hands fleeing from my body.
I forced my eyes open, pushing the blackness as far to the edges as I could as I peered up at him. My hand moved slowly from leg brushing his fingers w
