Amelia
Letting out a whimper, I couldn’t open my eyes from the pain that moved over my skin seeping into my body. Everything hurt, someone was holding my hand. The same twin pinpricks of light that I’d pulled from earlier pulsed through me. Each touch felt different as power moved through me.
Comforting, familiar, healing.
It felt like what had been missing through my childhood. I felt like I was home, even through all the pain.
My back arched as more of that power, that magic flowed through me. It felt like fire was flowing through my veins. The heat pulsed between our joined hands. There were soft footsteps that I could barely hear over the rapid beating of my heart.
“Amazing.” She whispered, and I realized it was the doctor who’d seen me after the attack from Nash, along with a voi
