Chapter 96 Rekindled Hope

• Almara
• The nurse had clucked at me in admonition when she saw the healed cut on my arm. She didn’t say anything as she cleaned up the blood, but she did push her medical cart away from my bed. I guess I wouldn’t be feeding Arthur again.
• I had had a mild panic attack when he passed out again, but his episode hadn’t lasted very long. He’d woken up only minutes later, more feral than I had ever seen him. Maybe giving him my blood had been a bad idea, but I couldn’t handle the thought of him in pain.