Healing Kisses (Sophia and Santiago) novel Chapter 201

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I'm taken back to that day. There is screaming all around me. I look around, and in the distance, I see myself on the floor in the distance. I'm on my back with my hand held out in front of me as two wolves nip at my body. Despite all the wounds and the blood, I'm fighting back.

"Sophie," I hear his weak voice call out. "Get away from her!"

He's trying his best to drag himself towards me, and then the Lycans show up. He doesn't stop trying to get to me as Ragnar rips those wolves apart. The darkness begins to take over. He snaps out of it when I scream. He opens his eyes just enough to see me reach for one of the wolves so that Ragnar can get him. He watches as Ragnar shifts back.

"Sophia," Ragnar calls out my name with desperation.

"No, no, no. Someone get help!" he screams at the top of his lungs. "Please, please," he cries out as he tries to stop the bleeding. He lifts me up, pressing my limp body to his chest. The medics rush to his side, and they have a hard time taking me from him. "Save her," he begs. "Please."

Everything fades, and when I open my eyes again, I'm not at all surprised to see Luna Romano. Someone is dragging me along with the bodies of other deceased wolves. He came in and out of consciousness for a long time before the bright blast of an explosion. He had given up until he opened his eyes to see the gray eyes of his father looking back at him with the most worried expression he's ever seen on someone's face.

I gasp for air. I don't recognize my surroundings, and immediately surround myself with my affinity.

-Soph, it's me. I'm right here, baby.- Ragnar's voice echoes in my head.

I try to shake the images out of my head, but I can't.

Those last moments of his life as my brother have been seared in my mind through memories of the water that flows through us. I've never been in the room. My affinity opens up for Ragnar. He immediately comes over to me.

There's an IV in my arm. I rip it out and check to make sure I'm not infected with Oliver's DNA or anyone else's.

"Hey," he cups my face. "You're okay. We're still in Kingston's estate. His daughter is checking in on Oliver.

He passed out as well, but she was more worried about the baby."

"He's okay," I say, placing my hand over my flat abdomen.

"What happened?"

"You affinity clashed with Oliver's. Um," his eyebrows knit together, and I reach out to smooth my thumb between them. He looks up at me apologetically. "I'm so sorry."

"What happened?" I repeat.

"We're going to need to put up some money to pay for their plumbing and the massive waterfall outside. It's a good thing that Western material is as cheap as the rest of this country," he smirks. I can't help but laugh.

"Did we hurt you?" I ask, looking him over.

"No, just got a little winded from the blast. Ive never seen anything like that. Are you okay?"

"I saw it. He watched me almost die," I push my hair out of my face. "I get it now, I cup his face. "Why you're so fucking stubborn about me getting hurt. I saw it. When you saved me."

"That was the worst fucking day of my life," he sighs and pushes my hair back. "This is insane. That's him," he smiles, and I swear his expression mirrors exactly what I feel inside. "All of it. Even his scent."

"He doesn't remember us, I shake my head.

"Semantics. We get to become friends again from the start," he smiles like he loves the idea of doing that again.

"Why aren't you as excited?"

"He lives a happy, quiet life here," | look down at our hands together. "I love our life together, but he can be exactly who he should be without what this means dictating what comes next for him."

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