Clay’s P.O.V

The fogs cleared from my mind, but not completely. But after a long time, I could finally stand on two feet.

How long has it been? How many days? Weeks? Years? The fact that I now had the knowledge of time was a good thing.

I looked up at the woman who had given me this chance…and watched her eyes roll back into her head as she fell to the ground.

Moving fast, I caught her in my arms before she could hit the floor. The stench of blood coming from her momentarily threw me off-guard.

She was a healer, she was good. We did not harm healers....