Chapter 167. Let Her Heal Me

Tristan

The first thing I registered was her face.

Athena's face hovering above mine with tears streaming down her cheeks and those green eyes I'd memorized shining with relief and something else, something that made my chest tight.

The second thing I registered was that I felt good.

Too good.

My body hummed with energy, with strength, with a vitality that shouldn't have been there and I blinked trying to understand why everything felt so right when the last thing I remembered was pain and darkness and the metallic taste of blood in my mouth.

The bike race.

The memory hit me in fragments, flying down the mountain trail at speeds that would have made Athena yell at me, taking a corner too fast, the front wheel catching on something, the world spinning as I went over the handlebars.

Impact.

Pain exploding through my ribs and my head and my arm.

Darkness.

I'd known even as I was falling that I was hurt b