Fallen for the king

...I'll help you, the pack will help you.

m. I saw our pack doctor, and then darkness came again. I didn't know how long I was out

like it was going to rip apart. Grant quickly move t

..." he held my back to help

you.

ing again without me or Grey. I'm not going to tell you again. Don wou

rk...I haven't done it in a while, I di

ripping, painful wound to your thigh?" Grant asked taking a chair, flipping it

. Grant nodded to my explanation and told me that he would get Grey involved in t

ked wanting to get my revenge settled quickly. Cause I already k

he will send The Healer to quicken your healing process. We

ed Grant. I want to go to him, I've tried several times already but the thought of him being

re going through Rain, but I'm glad that

. I stayed in his arms as he pulled me to sleep, and

could hear his pain, his cry for help, while I was just standing there couldn't do anythin

rembled and my tears fall freely. I got up and go to the kitchen, fi

doing up from the bed? C

here..." I said while struggling with

't want me to leave you alone, a

d water for the pills, to h

that I couldn't be there for you, but I'm here now. Do you want to talk? Or...do you

He would always know what to say to rectify

ed, Grey..." I sighed as he h

back to my bed. He stayed and told me ab

uddenly experiencing. I could feel the warm sun was shining on my side of the bed,

hear my voice, but he c

healer is scheduled to be here shortl

s about to given the usual medicatio

ed my cheek and rested me back on the bed, after pu

look. He knows about me and Don, it was not the first time that he saw me. Don had been injur

on speaking while preparing me for his ritual. The light blue candles

y from my blanket and looked at my wound. He hovered his palms above it and start chanting the old language, I was familiar with the ritual but his power w

a which held the president rank with fifty legions under his reign. That said demon would a

ter I could feel as the wounds were stitching itself back together, it felt like small needles we

y hardest to keep my body still and let Amos do his work. His chants start to get louder as the air around us was getting thi

he headboard. I was feeling better already. It always confuses

ly what the rumor was among the witches. Amos put hi

piness will come to you, the gods have other plans for you, and Don

et teary and my blood boil fee

the g

nge Don's death, then the wheels will be in motion an

nking about my so-called future. To which I was dre