Something soft and warm was nestled onto my injured wrist. I cracked an eye open. I know I should be in excruciating pain, but that wasn’t the case here. Angel was still glowing that golden color and nuzzling me. I was in Zoar’s bed once more and the others were loosely ringed about the bed. I couldn’t even tell how long I had been out.
“Willow, try to use it now,” encouraged Angel.
I shifted the smallest amount I could and was rewarded with absolutely no pain. “How?”
Angel nuzzled me again. “I’m so relieved. I’m your familiar, of course there’s a little bit of magic inside me. I’m just glad I was able to fix it.”
“How did you all get there? I wondered out loud.
“Angel,” Zoar responded. He scooted closer to me, close but not touching. “He woke me up after she took you.” His eyes darte
