The Promised Luna
They moved towards her, but with one of her hands, she sent them flying across the room, and they hit the wall.
“Ayla!” I raised my voice.
She pulled her hands away just as Damon took a deep breath—strong, loud, clear.
Silvia gasped. “He’s breathing normally!”
The light faded. Damon’s skin wasn’t pale anymore. Color returned to his cheeks. His chest moved steadily.
Ayla staggered back, but I caught her before she could fall.
“Easy,” I said as I helped her to sit, trying to distract myself from the stinging feeling I got holding her close to me.
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