Lily's POV
"I know what you are, Lily and if you know what is good for you, stay the hell away from my girl or you will not like the consequences."
Angelo's words kept ringing in my head and were the only things I could hear as I staggered up the stairs, away from the bar, my entire vision blurring from the pain radiating from my palm straight through my entire body.
Looking down at it, I saw that the wound that he had inflicted was not healing. It could only mean one thing. That there was silver residue in my palm.
My entire body was burning up and yet I felt chills travel down my spine as I forced my way through the crowd of people , not even bothering when some of them were pissed off that I knocked into their shoulders.
I needed to find the bathroom. I needed to get this off.
