Wings of Blood: A Dragons & Phoenixes Novel (The Phoenix Wars Book 2) by Miranda Martin & Nadia Hunter

Author:Miranda Martin & Nadia Hunter [Martin, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“All done!”

I flexed my hand as the chipper Dr. Fearson rolled away with another batch of my blood.

At this rate, there wouldn’t be anything left to tap into in just a few days.

I was really starting to question the doctor’s expertise in the area.

Maybe it was because she just didn’t care, despite Eli’s admonishment to keep me breathing for now.

As usual, the doctor simply turned her attention away from me when she had what she wanted. Not that I wanted to spend any more time around the relentlessly cheerful doctor than I had to. Her demeanor only made the whole process creepier. She definitely had more than one screw missing.

As soon as she rolled her cart away, Kal and Pele immediately came over and escorted me right of the lab.

I took a deep breath and fought of the wooziness that threatened to descend as soon as I stood. Every time I felt a little better, they just took more of my blood and I felt like shit again almost immediately.

This was what they wanted. A blood factory. I had no idea what they were doing with all of it.

Back in the room, Siro rushed over to help me over to the bed.

“How much blood do they think you have in you?” she asked, her face pinched with worry. “They aren’t even letting you fully recover before they take more.”

“Enough to fuel a jet, apparently,” I said, taking a deep breath. I smiled at her. “I’m fine. Just a little light headed.”

Truthfully, I didn’t know how long I could take this for.

The door opened again and Pele brought in a tray of food. I hadn’t eaten that long ago, but they seemed to be trying to avoid a repeat of what happened before by just feeding me more. I guess it was nominally successful, though taking less of my blood in the first place would have been better.

If I’d been human, I wouldn’t have lasted this long. Phoenixes were made of sterner stuff.

“If you took less of her blood, you wouldn’t have to keep shoveling food down her throat,” Siro pointed out angrily as he neared.

I would have told her to watch what she was saying, to not draw attention to herself.

But Pele diverted his attention to her as he set the tray down on the table he’d shoved in front of me with his foot, the light apparatus on wheels to make it more mobile.

This was exactly the opportunity I’d been waiting for.

When my grandparents passed, I’d partially fallen into the trap that many hurt teenagers fell into. I started hanging out with the wrong crowd. Nothing too bad, just some underage drinking and hanging out in questionable places, with a side of occasional shoplifting and pick-pocketing on the busy streets of the city. I’d had naturally light and quick fingers, meaning I’d never been caught at it, even when my friends had gotten in trouble.

I hadn’t used that particular skill in quite some time, but I found it was like riding a bike.

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