MURTAGH'S POV
I didn't like being treated as a guinea pig.
Having just returned from the dead, I would have greatly appreciated being able to hug my mate and my son again, have something to eat, and maybe even a cold beer.
Maya didn't care that much.
After Xavier had taken away Kate, whose waters broke shortly after bringing me back to life, Maya had begun to examine me from head to toe, as if I were a damned lab rat.
It already had been about half an hour, and by now I was so used to the purplish halo around me that I doubted I would ever be able to see colors normally again.
"I'm telling you I'm fine" I repeated for the umpteenth time. Maybe I wasn't as athletic and attractive as two months ago, but I didn't feel bad. I was just very, very hungry.
"You realize what just happened,
