Chapter 29

"Hello Ashton, Elizabeth dear," Mrs. DeLorentes greeted cheerfully as we stepped into the room. She was busy arranging some white flowers in a vase beside CaVaughn's bed. It was day six of him being unconscious and we were all still worried about him. His fever didn't let up, and although it fluctuated, it intrasigently remained in the high forties. "How's he doing?" Ashton asked with a frown. "The doctors are optimistic." A sunny smile graced her face. "He will wake up soon." "They still don't know what's wrong with him?" I asked. "They are not sure. He was bitten, but it does not make sense for him to react this way to a bite from an Origen. They think Malekh must have injected him with some kind of poison that can affect Origens. They are researching an antidote." "Oh... maybe I missed that," I murmured. Everything had happened so fast, it was possible that I could have missed that. She smiled