Chapter 97

Suffocating atmosphere. Dark room. Pin drop silence. And a silent Zander laying on the hospital bed.

He was covered with sweat from head to toe. The white thin mattress under him was a pool of wetness. Ryley's blood was showing its effect on him.

 While the dusky suffocating air became even worse, the cut on his forehead closed bit by bit until there was no opening nor scar left. The creases from his forehead, the tension in muscles as well as the soreness in his stomach subsided, making him feel subconsciously better.

He was still faint yet he could feel himself in discomfort and draped in heat as sweat beads increased on his body. It was as if he just came out from a very hot shower and laid in a room sheeted under the hotness of a heater, amplifying his sweating.

His muscles tensed again as the blood injected in his body was at the end phase of healing. Zander shook invariably as thou