ing through the dirty windows was blinding after the

fa, in the shadow of the overturned

ll shivering. The bandages she had left him were wrapped around his torso in

the bottle of disinfectant. She moved slowly, making sure

gainst his head. He pressed himself harder i

g herself to his level. She held up her hands, showing

voice soft. "If you don't clean

led in his eyes. The original owner's memor

er away. She placed the bottle between them. "I won't

lled with confusion. She was right. She had given h

g. Current status: Extreme

rd, moving slowly. She reached out and gently to

es shut, biting his lip hard enough

knot, her touch light. She avoided the raw skin. Her hands were

stared at her hands, confu

front door e

g wood was deafening. I

tall, his shoulders broad. His silver hair was disheveled, and his clothes

rr. The w

d labor in the city. He had been workin

er Angel. He saw the bottle of disinfectant in h

forcing something on the boy. The memories of the original ow

its. A deep, terrifying roar ripped from

an Harlan. He crossed

His grip was crushing. He yanked h

rd. She couldn't catch her footing, stumbling back several clumsy steps under th

nd violent. Pain flared across her back an

chest heaving, his eyes wild with fury. "You promised! Yo

hed herself up, wincing. Her hand was cut, bl

furious Denton, then at the bleeding Ina. He opened hi

beg. She just stared at him, her eyes cold and assessing. It was the

r eyes threw him off. This wasn't t

er hand on her pants. Her voice was low,

I can donate them for you. Loo

loor. There lay the disinfectant, the cotton pads, and

k at Angel, noticing for the first time that the messy bandage

er drained from his face, re