Ira's Pov

I can finally stand on my feet and it feels amazing. Like I have been given another chance at life. Lior smiles sweetly as he hands me a glass full of herb which I have to take to ensure that the wounds on my back does not get infected. 

"You're getting well fast. I am really proud," Lior commends but there is a hint of worry in his voice.

He has been surprisingly very patient with my slow recovery. It's like he understands how difficult it is to be human. My mates, the angels, hated me even when I was perfectly healthy. 

"You sound a little sad. Did...