make her drink?”
“Pour it down her throat. It will work
well enough.” Eone shrugged carelessly. “Or don’t. It matters not to me if
the human lives or dies.”
“There must be another way.” Val gave Neil
and Maria a stricken look.
“There isn’t.” Maria said softly. “There
is no antidote for the flower’s poison. You know that, Val.”
He stared down at her and placed his hand
on her chest. Already he could feel her heartbeat slowing and her breathing
was shallow and too slow. He gave a low cry of distress and opened his mouth,
letting his fangs extend as he tilted her head back.
Before he could plunge his fangs into her
throat, there was a sharp stinging pain as something bit his earlobe. He
jerked as the pixie flew past his face. She was giving him a furious look and
she bit him on the nose before dropping down and landing on Abigail’s shoulder.
“Get away from her, bug!” He reached to
flick her away and she immediately tangled herself in Abigail’s long dark hair.
“Stop it!” He poked at her and gave a low
mutter of pain when she bit him on the tip of his finger. Her teeth were small
but needle sharp, and a drop of blood fell before his body quickly healed
itself.
She bared her teeth at him in a silent
snarl before cautiously untangling herself from Abigail’s hair.
“Leave her.” Maria whispered.
“She’s dying.” Val gritted out. “I need
to turn her before it’s too late.”
“Just give her a minute.” Maria insisted.
The others crowded around, watching
curiously as the little pixie hovered above Abigail’s face. She patted Abigail’s
cheek with her hands, and then pressed her mouth gently against Abby’s lower
lip before flying down and landing on her collarbone.
She leaned forward, her hands on her hips
and her wings vibrating gently, and studied the marks from the spears on Abby’s
neck. She straightened and rose a few inches in the air until she was hovering
over Abigail’s neck, directly above the marks. They were bright red and Val
could see the red lines of infection already spreading across her pale throat.
“What’s she doing?” Neil whispered.
“I don’t know.” Maria whispered back.
The pixie stared briefly at Val before spinning
around to face Abigail. She clapped her hands together in a quick, steady
rhythm.
Val frowned. “What – “
Maria gasped quietly when the glitter-like
substance began to fall from the pixie’s rhythmically clapping hands. It
settled like dust on to Abby’s throat and the marks were quickly buried beneath
the lightly-glowing dust. The pixie clapped harder. Her wings fluttered until
they were nothing but a blur, and her tiny body was glowing so brightly that it
cast a dim light over the entire group.
Val jerked in surprise when Abigail
twitched in his arms and gave a sharp, shuddering gasp. The pixie smiled and
stopped clapping her hands. She flew a few feet away and hovered, watching as
Val brushed the pixie dust from Abby’s throat.
Maria sucked in her breath. “Oh my God.”
The marks from the spears were gone as were
the red lines of infection. Val glanced at the pixie. She was giving him a
smug look of satisfaction and stuck her tongue out at him.
He ignored her and cupped Abby’s face.
“Abigail, can you hear me?”
Her eyelids fluttered and she opened her
eyes and stared at him.
“How do you feel, little dove?”
He realized for the first time in days that
she was staring directly at him and not fading into herself. He smiled at her
and she gave him a sweet smile in return.
“Val.” She sighed his name softly and her
hand came up to grip the back of his neck. “Kiss me, please.”
She tugged on his neck and he bent his head
and pressed his mouth against hers. She moaned into his mouth and when he ran
his tongue across her lips, she parted them eagerly. He was just sliding his
tongue into her mouth when she was
“Pour it down her throat. It will work
well enough.” Eone shrugged carelessly. “Or don’t. It matters not to me if
the human lives or dies.”
“There must be another way.” Val gave Neil
and Maria a stricken look.
“There isn’t.” Maria said softly. “There
is no antidote for the flower’s poison. You know that, Val.”
He stared down at her and placed his hand
on her chest. Already he could feel her heartbeat slowing and her breathing
was shallow and too slow. He gave a low cry of distress and opened his mouth,
letting his fangs extend as he tilted her head back.
Before he could plunge his fangs into her
throat, there was a sharp stinging pain as something bit his earlobe. He
jerked as the pixie flew past his face. She was giving him a furious look and
she bit him on the nose before dropping down and landing on Abigail’s shoulder.
“Get away from her, bug!” He reached to
flick her away and she immediately tangled herself in Abigail’s long dark hair.
“Stop it!” He poked at her and gave a low
mutter of pain when she bit him on the tip of his finger. Her teeth were small
but needle sharp, and a drop of blood fell before his body quickly healed
itself.
She bared her teeth at him in a silent
snarl before cautiously untangling herself from Abigail’s hair.
“Leave her.” Maria whispered.
“She’s dying.” Val gritted out. “I need
to turn her before it’s too late.”
“Just give her a minute.” Maria insisted.
The others crowded around, watching
curiously as the little pixie hovered above Abigail’s face. She patted Abigail’s
cheek with her hands, and then pressed her mouth gently against Abby’s lower
lip before flying down and landing on her collarbone.
She leaned forward, her hands on her hips
and her wings vibrating gently, and studied the marks from the spears on Abby’s
neck. She straightened and rose a few inches in the air until she was hovering
over Abigail’s neck, directly above the marks. They were bright red and Val
could see the red lines of infection already spreading across her pale throat.
“What’s she doing?” Neil whispered.
“I don’t know.” Maria whispered back.
The pixie stared briefly at Val before spinning
around to face Abigail. She clapped her hands together in a quick, steady
rhythm.
Val frowned. “What – “
Maria gasped quietly when the glitter-like
substance began to fall from the pixie’s rhythmically clapping hands. It
settled like dust on to Abby’s throat and the marks were quickly buried beneath
the lightly-glowing dust. The pixie clapped harder. Her wings fluttered until
they were nothing but a blur, and her tiny body was glowing so brightly that it
cast a dim light over the entire group.
Val jerked in surprise when Abigail
twitched in his arms and gave a sharp, shuddering gasp. The pixie smiled and
stopped clapping her hands. She flew a few feet away and hovered, watching as
Val brushed the pixie dust from Abby’s throat.
Maria sucked in her breath. “Oh my God.”
The marks from the spears were gone as were
the red lines of infection. Val glanced at the pixie. She was giving him a
smug look of satisfaction and stuck her tongue out at him.
He ignored her and cupped Abby’s face.
“Abigail, can you hear me?”
Her eyelids fluttered and she opened her
eyes and stared at him.
“How do you feel, little dove?”
He realized for the first time in days that
she was staring directly at him and not fading into herself. He smiled at her
and she gave him a sweet smile in return.
“Val.” She sighed his name softly and her
hand came up to grip the back of his neck. “Kiss me, please.”
She tugged on his neck and he bent his head
and pressed his mouth against hers. She moaned into his mouth and when he ran
his tongue across her lips, she parted them eagerly. He was just sliding his
tongue into her mouth when she was
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