Page 86 of Hell’s Half Acre

Completely naked, Sorcha felt the air behind her stir. Without thinking, she turned around to find Luke on the bed.

She started to snap at him until she saw the blood covering him. “Oh my God!”

“Not quite.” His breathing ragged, he groaned. “Damn it. I should’ve aimed for the floor.”

“What do you want me to do?”

His gaze darted over her. “Put some clothes on. I can only take so much pain at a time.”

“Wha—” She remembered the fact she’d just got out of the shower and had been reaching for her clothes when he appeared.

Before she could move, clothes appeared on her. Clothes that included an oversized sweatshirt that swallowed her completely.

“Really?”

“Again, I’m in enough pain.”

Shaking her head, she went to him to see what had happened. “Can’t you heal it?”

“I was struck by a god. My powers aren’t strong enough to heal it.”

That terrified her. “What?”

He started shaking uncontrollably.

Sorcha pulled him into her arms. “Helly!”

The imp appeared instantly, then pulled up short as she saw Luke on the bed. “What happened?”

“He said he was struck by a god. What do we do?”

Helly vanished.

Stunned, Sorcha wanted to kill her. She had no idea how to help him. It wasn’t like she could call an ambulance.

Her head spun as she tried her best to think.

“Stay with me, Luke.”

His teeth started chattering.

Panic set in as she pulled the blanket over him, trying to warm his body.

A heartbeat later, Helly returned with Acheron.

Without a word, he pulled her away from Luke.

Helly held on to her while Acheron placed a hand on Luke’s chest. A dark gold glow encompassed both of them. Two seconds later, Luke arched his back and gasped.

Acheron stepped away at the same time Luke sat up. “You all right?”

“Yeah. Thanks for the assist.” Luke used his powers to change his own clothes into something much less bloody.

Helly clapped Sorcha on the arm. “I was lucky I found him so quickly.”

Luke lifted his shirt to examine his washboard stomach. “I have to admit, I was getting scared. That was one hell of a shot.”

Acheron nodded. “Who zapped you?”