Page 60 of Wings of Lies
The darknessI witnessed in our mind connection and the sense of contentment from her emotions confirmed that my Soulhound was sound asleep.
Rune!
Nothing.
Rune!I yelled again, sending her a sense of urgency and anger.
She blinked open an eye and slowly opened the other, irritated with me for waking her up.
Bark bordered her peripherals, and a forest spread out before her. She was bedded down in a hollow tree, her favorite place to sleep.
Where is the female?I snapped. It was like dealing with a damned teenager. I’d make Rune come home and take her place if I could, but that wasn’t possible.
She sent me a feeling of annoyance and walked over to the clearing she was supposed to be watching, finding it empty.
Fuck!
Find her!
“Hey,sweetie, wake up. I need you to drink this,” a gentle, high-pitched voice coaxed.
Too much pain andworryremained on the other side of this dreamless world.The worry felt off, but I didn’t have the energy or clarity to pinpoint why.
“Come on.” A hand tilted my head up. Barely aware, something pressed to my lips. “That’s it. This will help your bleeding.” A terrible taste entered my mouth. I took in some liquid, but most of it slid past my lips as my head lolled to the side.
There was a deep sigh as I settled back into something immovable but warm.
“Wasn’t she supposed to drink all of that?” A voice accused behind me, hot and sharp.
“Yes,” she said with concern. “Hopefully, it will be enough for now. After I stitch her, I’ll have to make her bindings tight. Onceconscious, she’ll have to drink more of the coagulation serum. Until then, she will have to be checked frequently.”
Something moved from underneath me, making me groan.
“Will she live?”
Silence.
“Will she live?” The voice demanded. I cringed. The volume of their words snapped into my ear.
I heard another heavy sigh and then felt a lot of agonizing pressure. My head rolled back and forth as I whimpered, wanting the pain to stop.
“I’ll do my best. Now let her go so I can start.”
The ground moved a lot more this time, and my pain skyrocketed. Retreating from the pain, their voices softened.
“You will save her.”
“Careful, it sounds like you’re worried, Aspen.”
There was a grunt and what sounded like a door opening. “Only because she needs to be whole for my queen.”
“Your excuses seem to be weaker and weaker each time you visit.” Silence. “Nice job on the tourniquets and bandages,” she said begrudgingly after a moment.
“Learned from the best.”
An amused huff was the last sound I heard before fading to a numbing blackness.
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