Chapter 3
Lucian awoke with a jolt as he found himself on a bed, wearing clean clothes. It took but a couple of seconds for his vision to adjust as he saw a young woman with long wavy hair and green emerald eyes staring at him with concern.
"How do you feel?" she asked, as she brought a wash clothe to his forehead.
"I feel very well, but how? I thought I was dying from the gunshot I received. I remember feeling my body become very cold and all around me became dark" he tried to sit up but was still weak from the bullet wound shot he'd received from that treacherous Kraven. As soon as he was feeling much better and his strength returned, he'd hunt that venomous vampire and tear him apart; limb by limb.
"Where am I? How did I get here? Who are you?" he had so many questions, and in his weakened state he wanted to know how he was dealing with and where he was, should he have to escape to safety.
"One question at a time ok?" Amaara chuckled. She got up and walked across the room to open the curtains and let the warm sunlight in.
"My name is Amaara and you are in our village outside of the city. Don't worry you are safe and no one can harm you here. I belong to a recovery unit; we call ourselves the scavengers. You were the only one we were able to recover alive from the battle that took place. The reason why you're not dead is…. because of me. You were on the verge of death but I injected you with my blood and because of it your body expelled the poisonous silver from your blood stream. You're welcome."
Lucian sat up in bed, immediately feeling dizzy. This was too much to handle, why was he saved? How come he'd never heard of these….scavengers.
"Look, not that I'm an ingrate but what do you want from me? This war has been raging for centuries. My wish was to inject myself with a strain of the Corvinus blood, so that I could become a hybrid. It seems that has gone awry and now there surely will be more consequences as I'm sure Kraven will be singing like a canary to the coven, once he makes it back."
Amarra walked over and placed her hand gently upon Lucian's and looked into his eyes. Those eyes spoke of so much pain and sorrow. She'd never seen so much pain and sorrow in someone and wanted to just take it all into herself. How he must have suffered all these centuries, she remembered his story so well; the loss of his wife and child.
"I know this is all confusing to you right now but trust me, your will WAS done."
Lucian looked at Amaara and tried to understand what she meant. HIS will done? How was that? His will was to become a hybrid. How was that accomplished if he did not have a chance to inject himself with Micheal and Amelia's blood to become a Hybrid.
"Just what do you mean, my will WAS done? How can I be a Hybrid if the only blood I was injected with was have you done to me?!"
"Lucian, calm down please. You are a Hybrid, a true Hybrid…..like me. It was my Hybrid blood that allowed you to survive the bullet wound shot. It was my Hybrid blood that is making you stronger every single minute. It's MY hybrid blood that will allow you to take revenge against Marcus who has awoken!"