Harlan hugged me as soon as he could, kissing me until our lips got numb. "Are you okay?" he asked, running his hands all over my body to make sure I wasn't hurt.
"I'm fine," I said, doing practically the same thing as I looked and found multiple wounds on him. "How about you?"
"I'm okay because you are," he said, kissing me again. All the nerves and anxiety of the past few days were washed away by just being in his presence.
There was so much to do after the war was over. The burning of bodies was the most revolting for me. The smell of burning flesh would never leave my memory for as long as I lived. But it was fine because it was over.
The rebels were dead. The half-lings were captured, the vampires gone. And there was loss in the air, so much loss and heartache it was depressing.
The ambient was awful, but it all lightened up when Selene and Damien returned the next day along with Arden. They had somehow gotten a car and we all ran out of the house to greet them.
