small shard of glass between his fingers; placing it aside, he dipped his hand into the bowl before smearing the water mixture against the bottom of her injured foot. The water burned like fire against her skin causing her to jerk her foot away only to be held firm as his other hand circled her ankle.
“What are you doing? It burns. Let go!”
Squeezing her eyes closed, she fought against his restraining hold. Throwing herself onto her back, she attempted to break free. Retaining possession of her ankle, Kieran jerked her back, unrelentingly. Hotter and hotter her skin beneath his hand burned until she thought her skin would melt away. Jerking her eyes open, her lips parted in a gasp as his hands was glowing with the same blue light from moments ago.
“W-What… what the hell is that?”
“Hold still. I’m healing you.”
A cry tore from her lips as the heat quickly turned into a raging inferno. Pain tore at her as it felt like someone was holding her foot against an open flame, slowly burning her alive.
“Oh God, it burns! Make it stop!” she shouted as her body thrashed violently. “This has got to be the worse dream I’ve ever had!” she moaned in pain.
A single tear tracked down her cheek as her entire body stiffened with pain. The burning seemed to strike her to the bone with no sign of mercy. Just as she thought she would pass out from the pain — it was gone. The heat was replaced with a cooling balm that seemed to come out of nowhere. Her pounding heart echoed in her ears as her resistance drained from her.
Smoothing his thumb across the top of her foot, the hard line of Kieran’s lips curved into a soft smile. Dipping his hand into the bowl once more, he slowly rubbed the slick fingers against her foot once more. Only this time no pain erupted along her skin, instead she felt gooseflesh sweep up her legs and over her arms at his touch. Once his task was done, he reluctantly released his grip on her ankle only to frown as Elena jerked out of reach from him.
Sparing him no glance, Elena leapt from the bed before he could repeat whatever he’d just done to her. Instantly she expected to feel pain as she put pressure on her injured foot, but there was none. Flexing her foot she found herself looking in confusion at him. She remembered the pain of the shards of glass slicing into her foot but now it seemed like it never happened. Leaning against a dark stone wall, she lifted her foot up for inspection. No cuts or wounds from earlier were present against the soft pink skin. At the sound of movement her eyes jerked up as she lowered her foot back to the cold floor. Setting the dark bowl on the night stand beside the bed, Kieran rose to his feet.
“Are you better now?” his accented voice was heavy with concern as he motioned toward her foot. Not trusting her voice she simply nodded. Slowly he began approaching her, causing Elena began edging further away while she glared at him.
“I want to know where the hell I am right now,” she demanded, pointing a finger downward emphasizing her words.
“So, she’s finally awake?” a melodious voice interrupted. Elena turned to look toward the balcony in time to see a beautiful dark haired woman striding into the room. Behind the woman, she could see a pair of dazzling white bat-like wings folding close to her back. Part of her wanted to marvel at the sight but that wasn’t what happened.
“Oh my God!” she cried out, slapping her hands over her eyes. “You’re demons! I died didn’t I?” Dropping her hands she pointed between them accusingly. “Where am I, really? Heaven? No wait — you’re here so that’s not it,” she muttered looking at Kieran. Kieran remained silent while frowning at her words. This was not how he envisioned his mate reacting to his world. Turning to look over his shoulder at Sera with a pleading look he chose to ignore the smirk she flashed him.
Stepping further into the room, Sera came to stand beside
“What are you doing? It burns. Let go!”
Squeezing her eyes closed, she fought against his restraining hold. Throwing herself onto her back, she attempted to break free. Retaining possession of her ankle, Kieran jerked her back, unrelentingly. Hotter and hotter her skin beneath his hand burned until she thought her skin would melt away. Jerking her eyes open, her lips parted in a gasp as his hands was glowing with the same blue light from moments ago.
“W-What… what the hell is that?”
“Hold still. I’m healing you.”
A cry tore from her lips as the heat quickly turned into a raging inferno. Pain tore at her as it felt like someone was holding her foot against an open flame, slowly burning her alive.
“Oh God, it burns! Make it stop!” she shouted as her body thrashed violently. “This has got to be the worse dream I’ve ever had!” she moaned in pain.
A single tear tracked down her cheek as her entire body stiffened with pain. The burning seemed to strike her to the bone with no sign of mercy. Just as she thought she would pass out from the pain — it was gone. The heat was replaced with a cooling balm that seemed to come out of nowhere. Her pounding heart echoed in her ears as her resistance drained from her.
Smoothing his thumb across the top of her foot, the hard line of Kieran’s lips curved into a soft smile. Dipping his hand into the bowl once more, he slowly rubbed the slick fingers against her foot once more. Only this time no pain erupted along her skin, instead she felt gooseflesh sweep up her legs and over her arms at his touch. Once his task was done, he reluctantly released his grip on her ankle only to frown as Elena jerked out of reach from him.
Sparing him no glance, Elena leapt from the bed before he could repeat whatever he’d just done to her. Instantly she expected to feel pain as she put pressure on her injured foot, but there was none. Flexing her foot she found herself looking in confusion at him. She remembered the pain of the shards of glass slicing into her foot but now it seemed like it never happened. Leaning against a dark stone wall, she lifted her foot up for inspection. No cuts or wounds from earlier were present against the soft pink skin. At the sound of movement her eyes jerked up as she lowered her foot back to the cold floor. Setting the dark bowl on the night stand beside the bed, Kieran rose to his feet.
“Are you better now?” his accented voice was heavy with concern as he motioned toward her foot. Not trusting her voice she simply nodded. Slowly he began approaching her, causing Elena began edging further away while she glared at him.
“I want to know where the hell I am right now,” she demanded, pointing a finger downward emphasizing her words.
“So, she’s finally awake?” a melodious voice interrupted. Elena turned to look toward the balcony in time to see a beautiful dark haired woman striding into the room. Behind the woman, she could see a pair of dazzling white bat-like wings folding close to her back. Part of her wanted to marvel at the sight but that wasn’t what happened.
“Oh my God!” she cried out, slapping her hands over her eyes. “You’re demons! I died didn’t I?” Dropping her hands she pointed between them accusingly. “Where am I, really? Heaven? No wait — you’re here so that’s not it,” she muttered looking at Kieran. Kieran remained silent while frowning at her words. This was not how he envisioned his mate reacting to his world. Turning to look over his shoulder at Sera with a pleading look he chose to ignore the smirk she flashed him.
Stepping further into the room, Sera came to stand beside
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