My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 167

"Lilith!" The voice calling my name was full of fright and anger. "Damn it, Lilith! Open your eyes!"

My eyelids were heavy. I felt as if I had lost control over my body. It was terrifying. Yet, the voice commanded me relentlessly.

"Lilith! Stay with me! Open your eyes!"

As the voice cried out my name, my senses began coming back to me, starting with the pain, an excruciating pain. I couldn't breathe. Every second of being conscious felt like hell. My mouth twisted in a silent scream, making me pull up my eyelids. The image I saw was blurry, but then I recognized a few people bending down, looking at me, and Sariel, who held me in his arms while kneeling on the ground. I saw him sigh as I focused my eyes on him. Supporting my weight on his knees, he used one of his claws to cut his other hand and made the blood flow directly to my mouth. I swallowed it, feeling the thick drops burn while falling down my throat.

"That's it, Lilith… Drink it and stay with me," Sariel coaxed, gently stroking my hair.

What he expected of me felt like it was too much, too painful. Every inch of me knew that this time my injuries were beyond healing, even beyond super-healing. I kept bleeding. I kept struggling to take another breath. I could only surrender.

Looking into Sariel's eyes, I let out a faint, breathless whisper, "I'm… sorry," and closed my eyes again.

"No! Don't you dare leave me like this! Do you hear me?!" he shouted, but it was too late; this was the one fight I couldn't continue.

His voice cracked. It carried rage and pain that I wished I could ease. Soon, the sound became distorted and dissolved into silence as I entered the nothing.

I didn't know how much time had passed when a part of my consciousness had woken up. I couldn't move or feel anything, but I started to see blurry shades and hear sounds. After a while, the unclear contours began forming something more recognizable, and strangely, I saw… me.

My body was lying in a hospital bed in a white clinical room with closed curtains. I was motionless. I had an oxygen mask and a tube in my throat. A machine had to pump air into my lungs to maintain my circulation. My chest moved up and down, led by the automatic rhythm. Most of my upper body was wrapped in bandages, and some of them were slightly pink from the soaking blood. A drug falling down the drip tube connected to the vein in my arm was synchronized with the tempo of the beeping sound of the machine measuring my pulse.

It was strange looking at myself as if I was floating above the bed, but I wasn't afraid, nor restless. I was mad. After everything I had been through, I wasn't ready to leave this world. I didn't want to die like that. We won. I had yet to find out if Sariel's feelings for me were real. I wanted to deepen our relationship, explore it, and cherish it. I didn't regret the decisions I had made. I just wasn't ready to say goodbye.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and I saw Sariel and Will walking in. Will wore a white, unbuttoned medical coat over a light brown, three-piece suit. He looked highly professional and neat, completely unlike Sariel, who seemed to be haggard and broken. The Vampire King was dressed in dirty combat pants and a black fitted shirt, as if he hadn't changed since he left the battlefield.

"You don't have any more time to make a decision." Will crossed his arms over his chest.

"I gave her my blood… Why isn't she healing?" Sariel sat on the bed and grabbed my hand.

"I told you that it wouldn't work this time. This fucker's claws harmed far too many of her organs. The internal bleeding and the multi-organ inflammation aren't something you can simply rebuild. Even with her super abilities, she is not immortal." Will placed his hand on Sariel's shoulder.

"Tell me what to do..." Sariel said weakly.

"Change her. Turn her into one of us. Otherwise, say goodbye to her right now," Will sighed.

Sariel squeezed through his teeth, "She won't be like us if I change her, and you know it. She will become a commoner. She would be forced to live by night because sunlight would kill her, and she would hate me for the rest of her life!"

"At least she'll have a life. Besides, you'll never know… She might not be a normal commoner because she is not a completely normal human." Will smiled wryly, ineptly trying to encourage Sariel to make a decision.

Sariel stared at my unconscious body while caressing the top of my hand.