When she came to, she was lying on a table, under the light of a lamp. Her neck hurt incredibly. She tried to raise her hand, but it wouldn’t move; it laid there like a foreign object.
Lucenzo walked into the room and said, “Yes, it hurts. I wouldn’t try to talk, right now, if I were you. You’ll get better but it’ll take some time.”
He walked up to her with a large u-shaped hook needle and pulled at some thread in her neck.
“I’m sorry I had to do this to you, Starr, but I can’t have you running off and telling everyone that I’m the bad guy, just yet. Lily must eat human meat; otherwise she’ll vamp out, no matter what I give her. It’s just the way it was made.”
Starr tried to speak, but it hurt too much.
“Just keep still.”
She whispered into his mind. What do you mean by ‘it’s just the way it was made?’
His eyes flicked at her, but he didn’t intend to answer any questions.
Lily entered the room.
“Is she gonna be okay?”
“Yes, I think so. It will take months, maybe even years, but she’ll be fine. Maybe a bit slower, not as good of a fighter, but she’ll live.”
Starr was pissed at hearing this. Her strength and speed was her number one asset.
I’m gonna get you for this, asshole! You’d better pray I have a full recovery, or I’ll find you and kill you. For that, I’ll use every bit of strength and cleverness I can.
He looked at her and sighed. Then he walked over to a cabinet and pulled another vial and a needle.