Leah
I hadn't moved from the chair in six hours.
The healers had come and gone three times. Checked his vitals. Examined the raw skin beneath where the enchanted chains had bitten into his wrists. Drawn blood, tested it, murmured to each other in low, careful tones, then looked at me cautiously. I guess they were still cautious about me after I revived from the dead. Couldn’t blame them for that.
They said that the nymph toxin was working its way out of his system. His lycan metabolism was doing the heavy lifting. There was nothing more to do but wait.
So I waited. Andromeda said he wouldn’t wake until the toxin was completely gone. That wasn’t what we’d agreed to. I understood that it was a good idea, but it was one she had taken upon herself to do.
Darien lay on his back beneath the
