Turning back to the sky, I take a deep breath that burns my lungs and makes me whimper. Once the stabbing pain in my chest fades, I flutter my eyes open to my favorite pair of green eyes hovering above me, tears lining his lashes and fear prominent on his face.
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart, but we can’t wait. I need to take you to the medical baynow.” Angel whispers hoarsely before carefully picking me up. I scream when he accidentally scrapes the burns on my back, and hide my face in his neck.
I know we can’t wait for my Divine to gain back the strength it lost from all that dark magic Visha had stuffed inside Anisha, which means avoiding the med bay is not possible.
Angel tries his best to avoid my burns, but it’s impossible at this point, as the blisters cover most of my chest, arms, and back. I muffle my whimpers in his neck, feeling worse when Angel repeatedly apologizes.
Hazel runs ahead of us, screaming at people to get away and Angel runs as fast as he can while carrying me.
My hearing improves the closer we get to the med bay. Years of torture have made my Divine resilient to bruises, and that’s why I can already feel some of my wounds cauterizing. Good timing because I can barely breathe through the pain now.
“Call the healers!” Angel roars, his chest vibrating from the force, and I cry out when my arm rubs against his shirt.
Whispering a quick apology, Angel glares at the healer, who asks him to lay me down. He continues to ignore all orders until Grace comes rushing inside and scolds him for holding me in his arms instead of letting them help.
“The portal collapsed, Anxo. How is that even possible? One minute, Seiji ran to call reinforcements, and I turned back, and it was justgone. Every portal in the kingdom— all of them collapsed at once.”
A shiver runs down my spine, filled with pain when someone turns me on my side to check my back. Angel is immediately in front of me, stroking my hair and doing everything he can to ease my pain, even the tiniest bit.
I wait for someone to address what Grace said, but conclude that maybe they don’t have any answers either.
“Why is she looking so pale?” I hear Seiji come in, but his voice is muffled.
“What’s happening sweetheart? Something is wrong, Grace, she looks worse than before.” Hearing the panic building in his voice, I squeeze his hand to comfort him.
Grace bends to whisper, “I want to say it was a good idea, but I don’t want to reward your recklessness.” She walks to the end of my bed to remove my shoes before coming to stand beside Angel, who is sitting next to my head.So pretty even when he’s miserable.
When Angel asks again, Grace remembers about the man whose hair is turning grey, worrying about his mate. “She absorbed a lot of dark magic Anxo, what else do you expect? Thankfully, her Divine is pretty resilient, or this could’ve been a lot worse.”
Thatshe chooses to say out loud?
“I take my eyes off you for one second, and you run to become the martyr!” Harvey reprimands me but stops when I whimperbecause it hurts so much. Or maybe I fake it because I’m too tired for a scolding.
Kissing my hand, Angel shakes his head with a chuckle. Of course, he can tell I’m faking. My mate doesn’t need to tell me he is angry; his eyes do a pretty good job of that. “Why do you insist on giving me a heart attack every other day.”
“To keep you on your toes.”
“Well, stop that. I hate it.”
“But you love me?”
“With everything in me.”
The thump of my heart gets slower, and my vision becomes hazy once more. Their worrying is muffled, like I’m slowly getting dragged underwater.
I relax on the pillow but force my eyes open to find Angel again. I try to muster enough strength to talk, but he understands me without saying it.
Angel always knows.
“Sleep, sweetheart, I’ll be right here when you wake up.” He caresses my cheek softly. I close my eyes with the image of my Angel, looking like someone finally put his soul back inside his body.
CHAPTER 36
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Shuffing in bed, I try to go back to sleep but the memories of last night flood in, leaving me in a limbo between my dreams and reality. All I want is to bury my head in my pillow and pretend last night was just another bad dream.
