I slowly blinked my eyes open, letting them adjust to my surroundings. I felt a heavy arm around my waist, pushing on my bladder. I turned over to see I was in Daemon’s room with an IV attached to my arm. I wiggled out of his grip and took a deep breath. I need to see my leg. I could feel my toes wiggle, but until I see it, I won’t know if it was amputated or not.
It’s not like that chainsaw was sterile or anything.
I threw the blanket off and breathed a sigh of relief as I looked at my leg bandaged up in a cast. I could see my toes wiggling, which told me I’d eventually be okay.
Daemon stirred next to me and quickly sat up when he saw me awake.
“You’re okay!” He said, wrapping his arms around me. I leaned into his touch and inhaled his smokey scent, letting it calm me completely.
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