Chapter 94

“Will she be okay?” asked Cyrus.

“Should be. But look.” Lily lifted the shirt that Tasia had been wearing to reveal a deep purple bruise that extended back along Tasia’s rib cage. “I noticed it when I was listening to her heart. These ribs are very broken.”

“But how? It would take a tremendous amount of force to accomplish such a thing.” He looked at Dana, realization dawning on his face. “You did this?”

Dana held up her hand to reveal that some of her fingers had healed crooked. She rebroke them a couple of times until they straightened out, then flexed her hand. Something popped into place, and she nodded. “Yep, that was me.”

“Hmm.” He looked at Tasia. “Should we wait for her to wake up?”

“Oh, she’s out for the day. While I was giving her mouth to mouth, I stabbed her. We have no idea whether or not being knocked out will undo Tristan’s control.”

Cyrus let out a sigh of disappointment. “I guess it’s for the best, then. Let’s hide her somewhere s