I nodded although I didnt understand why as I held onto his shirt for dear life. Ill Ill tell her. I promise.
I love you, Alex, Caleb said. Youre like the sister I never wanted, you know?
My laugh was cut off by the fire tearing apart my insides. I love you, too.
Never change who you are, Alex. Its your passionyour reckless faiththat will save you, save both of you. He held me tighter. Promise me you wont forget this.
As the pain grew and my vision clouded, I held onto Caleb. I promise. I promise. I promise. I prom
I was ripped away from him, or at least, that was how it felt. I was spinning and spinning, coming apart and slamming back together. Pain was everything. It swamped my senses, fueling the terror. My lungs burned.
Breathe, Alexandria. Breathe.
I gulped in air as my eyelids fluttered open. Two all-white eyesno pupil or irisesstared back at me. The eyes of a god.
Oh, gods , I whispered, and then I lost consciousness.
CHAPTER 17
PEOPLE MOVED AROUND ME. I COULDNT SEE THEM, but I could hear their feet smacking on the tile, their voices hushed. Someone hovered near
the bed. Their breathing was even and steady, lulling. I caught the scent of burning leaves and sea salt.
A door opened, and the person beside my bed shifted.
I faded out after that, slipping back into the pleasant haze. When I opened my eyes finally, they felt like theyd been sewn shut, and it took a few tries to get my vision to work. White walls surrounded meplain and boring white walls. I recognized the med room. There were no windows, so I had no idea if it was night or day. There were faint memories of Linard and pain, then a flash of light and a feeling of falling. After that, things were hazy. I remembered a musty smell and there was more, but it seemed to exist just on the fringe of my thoughts.
My mouth felt as dry as cloth, my limbs wooden. A dull ache throbbed in my sternum. I drew in a deep breath and winced.
Alex? There was movement on the other side of my bed, and then Aiden came into view. Dark shadows bloomed under his eyes. His hair was a mess, falling every which way. He sat on the bed, careful not to move me. Gods Alex, I I never thought
I frowned and reached over to take his hand, but the motion pulled at my stomach. Tender skin stretched, sparking a sharp sting. I gasped.
Alex, dont move around too much. Aiden placed his hand on mine. He patched you up, but you need to take it easy.
I stared at Aiden, and when I spoke, my throat felt raw. Linard stabbed me, didnt he? With damn Titan blood?
Aidens eyes flashed to a dark, thunderous gray. He nodded.
Rat bastard, I croaked.
His lip twitched at what I said. Alex, Im Im so sorry. This shouldnt have happened. I was there to make sure you remained safe and
Stop. This wasnt your fault. And obviously Im okay for the most part. I just didnt expect LinardRomvi, yes. But Linard? I started to move, but Aiden was faster, gently pushing my shoulders down. What? I can sit up.
Alex, you need to lie still. Exasperated, he shook his head. Here, drink this. He held a cup in front of my face.
I took the straw, glaring at him over the rim of the cup. The peppermint-flavored water did feel absolutely divine, easing the soreness in my throat.
Aiden stared back at me, drinking me in as if hed never expected to see me again. An image of him leaning over me, stricken and pleading, flashed through me. An array of emotions flickered over his face now: amusement, weariness, but most of all, relief.
He pulled the cup away from me. Easy.
I pushed the covers down, surprised to find that I wore a clean shirt and the gray sweats that the Covenant usually handed out. Ignoring the twinge of pain, I pulled up the hem of my shirt. Oh crap.
Its not as bad
My hands trembled. Really? Because I think this would make your James Bond proud. The angry red line was two inches long and at least an inch wide. The skin around the mark was pink and puckered. Linard tried to gut me.
Aiden took my hands and pried them away from my shirt. Then he pulled it down and fixed the blankets around me carefully. It never failed to amaze me how careful and gentle Aiden was with me even though he knew I was tough to the core. It made me feel feminine, small, and cherished. Protected. Cared for.
For someone like me who was born and trained to fight, his gentle handling undid me.
A muscle flexed in his jaw. He did.
I stared at Aiden, sort of in awe. Im like a cat. I swear I have nine lives.
Alex. He looked up, meeting my eyes. You used all those lives, and then some.
Well The musty scent came back to me.
Aiden cupped my cheek, and warmth sped through me. His thumb smoothed over my jaw. Alex, you you died. You died in my arms.
I opened my mouth, but closed it. The bright light and the sensation of falling hadnt been a weird dream and there was more I knew it.
His hand trembled against my cheek. You bled out so quickly. There wasnt enough time.
I I dont understand. If I died, then how am I here?
Aiden glanced at the closed door and exhaled slowly. Well, this is where things kind of get strange, Alex.