Dark Angel Academy (The Complete Series) - G. Bailey Page 0,66
wings out. I can totally do this.
“Save us, Kaitlyn. The light above says you will,” Professor Nina groggily says, and I turn to see her near the edge of the cell, holding the bars. She is pale, her once shiny and long hair is a mess and cut in all lengths, though hope still shines in her eyes as she looks at me, like an eighteen-year-old is going to save her from this somehow. I want to tell her I can hardly save myself, but the broken look in her eyes makes me stay silent. I do feel sorry for her, even when my mind flickers with images of killing students and how cruel she was. Seems like in this war, there isn’t a good or a bad person. Without replying to her, I put my wings away and run up the staircase, pushing all thoughts other than getting Thallon better to the back of my mind. Flying can wait. The teachers can wait.
Henry waits for me at the top, his eyes full of questions of where I was, but he doesn’t bring them up as he turns and walks through the greenhouse to the rooms. Dozens of vampires stop to stare, but no one stands in Henry’s way, and I trail behind him, my eyes focused on Thallon, who isn’t awake yet. I follow him up another set of staircases until we get to a row of rooms. There are four all together, all dark wooden doors, and Henry opens the one in the middle, taking Thallon inside. I follow him in and close the door behind me, pausing as I realise this is the same room I ran away from not that long ago. The bedding has been changed to light purple sheets, and the wardrobe door is open with all my clothes hanging up, my shoes resting next to it. My suitcase is on the other side of the room, and a dresser is next to a bathroom door with a sign that clearly marks it as the bathroom. On the dresser is a gift box, but I ignore it for now as Henry lays Thallon on the bed.
“Get some towels, warm water and a first aid kit. There should be one under the sink; they usually put one in all the rooms,” Henry commands as he pulls up Thallon’s jeans, and I flinch at the huge cut going from his ankle to his knee. Who the hell did that?
“Wait, we need a healer,” I nervously say, and Henry sighs, looking at me.
“They are all dead, and the best healer here is the students. Aka, me or a vamp. Your choice, darlin’,” he firmly tells me. I grit my teeth and nod before going to the bathroom and rushing to the many cupboards under the sink. I quickly find a first aid box, a bowl for the water and some fresh towels. After running the first aid kit and towels to Henry, I get the water and come back. I climb onto the bed on the other side of Thallon and watch as Henry cleans the wound and gets a needle out.
“Hold him down if he wakes up. He might be out of it though,” Henry warns as he gets everything ready, and he looks like he knows what he is doing.
“What can we do about the fever?” I ask.
Henry leans down near Thallon’s leg, and I have to look away as he starts to stitch. “Thallon isn’t human or angel, therefore he can’t have either of the medicines used to treat them. I’m going to make a concoction I was given as a child, which should heal him.”
He works in silence, cleaning Thallon’s leg, and I stay quiet, only tucking a pillow under his head. Meeting Henry’s eyes for a second, I know I have to say something. “Thank you, Henry.”
“Does this make us even now I’ve saved your lover boy?” he asks me, and I nervously chuckle a little as I stroke Thallon’s head. I don’t want to get into this conversation with Henry right now.
“No, but I will hear you out,” I tell him. “I’m still mad.”
“Got ya. Let’s talk after I sort him out,” Henry says and gets back to work as I pray to all the gods I know that Thallon makes it through this.
Chapter 35
After a quick shower, I change into my skinny jeans and a light green T-shirt that has “Everything else is on the Floordrobe” written on it. I