Lycus’s POVThe smell of antiseptic filled the air when I came back to myself.My hand throbbed. A deep, pulsing pain that didn’t fade, no matter how still I lay.I didn’t need to look because I already knew.My fingers were wrapped in bandages. They curled slightly and stopped.Something was missing.My jaw tightened.“Where is he?” Sandra’s voice came through the hallway. Loud, sharp, and uncontrolled.She stormed in seconds later, eyes blazing, fury rolling off her in waves.“What happened?” she demanded, her eyes sweeping over me. “How does something like this even happen? How do you lose a finger under your own roof? What kind of useless people are you surrounded by?”Damon didn’t react, nor did I.She turned to the doctor the moment he stepped in.“You,” she snapped. “Fix it. Put it back.”The doctor looked exhausted. “It can’t be reattached. The damage was too severe.”Her expression twisted.“That’s impossible.”“It’s not.”“You’re lying!”She took a step forward, voice rising
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