Damon firmly held Mark as he tried to listen to what was going on inside the room. Everything was messy and chaotic. They were all saying different things. He tried to listen past the shuffling feet, panicked voices, and monitor alarms.
No—there was no code blue. No flatline. Her heartbeat was still there. Rapid, erratic—but there.
Through the thin barrier, he heard one nurse gasp, "Her vitals just spiked—what the hell—her EEG is going crazy!" freёweɓnovel.com
A different voice—likely a doctor’s—spoke in disbelief. "This doesn’t make sense. Neural activity is returning. Get me the neurologist, now! And bring me her surgeon. He needs to see this."
Damon’s heart raced. Did it work after all? She is improving. She is healing. This is good. He was counting on it. Even if his blood did not transform her into a vampire, it should still possess enough blood energy to heal her injuries.
However, he suddenly froze. A thought popped into his head. What if it worked too well? What if she actually turned into a vampire in the real life just like him? What if his blood energy was simply too potent?
He was only hoping for the healing effect of vampiric blood in general but when a strong vampire gives blood, it does turn the recipient into one. What if his primordial bloodline was enough to overcome the race evolution restriction? What if Kate woke up like him feeling blood thirsty and killed everyone in that room?
Until now, he had been worried about his blood not working, and now that she showed signs of improvement, so many worst-case scenarios popped into his mind.
His hands tightened around Mark’s shoulders instinctively. His mind raced, playing through scenarios like a combat simulation.
Kate had ingested his blood. A lot of it. What if she didn’t awaken gently? What if the primal instincts hit first—hunger, confusion, rage? She would feast on everyone around her. Even if he intervened, everyone would see who she was or what she has become.
Hospital security would rush to the crime scene. Cameras would record everything. Police would be involved. The government would be involved. No matter where they went, they would be hunted down like dogs.
Did he have enough strength and power to stand up against the government?
Fuck. It wouldn’t be just the Canadian government, every single political power in the world would hunt him down to get their hands on his power. Everything would become instantly complicated. If he left right now...
No. Damon squished the thought as soon as it popped into his brain.
Just because things became difficult, he wouldn’t leave his friend and his friend’s sister to fend for themselves. If he did this what would be the difference between him and that bastard who backstabbed him?
The truth was he had already made his choice the moment he let that first drop of blood touch her lips. There was no taking it back now. He had to deal with the fallback one way or the other. He knew this and did it anyways.
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