Raze heard her gasps in pain and sighed. The deed was done. It was not that he did not want her to be a lycan, but he was so afraid of the ramifications to not only her body during the transformation, but also her emotions. Lucian had always talked about her rejoining the human world and now that was not possible. She never minded living with men, but now she was what they were...and they were all she would ever have. He sighed. He hoped that she would be able to recover because he had plans...and maybe a life he wanted to start with her. Though when he thought about it, how could he start a life amidst all the saddness and death of war when his life was war.
He sighed. Tommorrow night the moon would be at its fullest and her transformation would begin. Raze knew that Lucian would want to lead the pack in a hunt and he had not slept in three days. Raze needed to appologize to Lucian and let him rest so that he could be there when Amelia made her first change.
'Here goes nothing' Raze thinks and opens the door. He finds Lucian staring at the wound on Amelia shoulder.
"Lucian," Raze says drawing his attention. He was only slightly nervous about the exchange that happened moments ago. "You will need your rest to help Amelia with her transformation and help her on her first hunt. I can take the vidule by her bed side while you get a good days rest," Raze finishes.
Lucian pauses then nods his head. He places a kiss on Amelia's forehead and then exits the room. "Lucian," Raze calls,"I apologize for my impertinance...it won't happen again..."
Lucian sighs and walks over to Raze. "There is no need to apologize. I realize you care for her as I do...but she is all I have and I feel that this could work to save her life." Raze nods in agreement. Lucian gives him a quick tired smile and closes the door to his room to sleep until the evening, when the moon would almost be at its cruicial point.
Raze sat beside Amelia's bed and watched her chest rise and fall in a shallow pace. He examined her face which still bore the many bruises enflicted on her over the course of that night she spent with Viktor. He felt sad and angry at the same time. Just because she thought she was doing something great, she got hurt. He desperately hoped she would be happy as the only femail lycan, and then hoped that maybe she could be his female. That sounded crass but he had only had minor contact with women because he was a slave all his life. Seeing her all grown up had stirred something deep within him that he realized as she laid injured. She was more important to him than he had thought until the prospect of losing her was before him. Now he just hoped that Lucian was right about her strength. He remembered the first time he changed, how his bones seemed to crack and grow as they formed a new being all together.
He felt her pulse. Nothing had changed. He then looked at the mark on her shoulder. Only a few more hours and the first female lycan would exist...or they would be burying a friend, a daughter, and a martyr for their cause. He hoped and prayed for the first. When the sky turned a brilliant orange, Raze became more nervous and awaited for Lucian to wake.