#Chapter34
/"Aleera, stay awake for me,/" Kalen murmured. His voice became more and more distant, and I felt my clothes tugged off. My limbs were floppy, and Lycus moved me around like a puppet, yet the feeling induced by the blood loss had me not caring about anything as I focused on breathing. It seemed like a mammoth task—one I wasn’t sure I wanted to keep forcing because it was too much effort.
A sharp prick in my arm told me someone had jammed a needle in me, yet I couldn’t open my heavy eyelids.
/"I don’t get it. Why does she need blood? Lycus healed her,/" came a voice.
/"She has no magic, Kalen. She might as well be human. She will be fine,/" Lycus murmured, and their voices grew louder.
