CHAPTER 88 THINK TWICE.

DECLAN. I was silent for most of the time after I recovered. I had no idea what happened after I had been hit. When I regained my senses, I was on the floor beside the fire, spent. I couldn't move a single finger. I looked to my side, but there was nobody there. I stayed there on the floor until Anya and Claire returned. I felt that I was recovering very fast, even though what happened to me had been a very bad injury. I knew they must have involved the witch, making her health worse. I looked over to see her sleeping. "Hey," are you okay?" Claire asked as she bent down towards me. I groaned and slowly pushed myself to my behind. Hearing her talk to me made me very angry because she was the cause of all this. If only she had used her head, none of us would have been in this situation. We could have been far gone before the attack that nearly claimed my life. Maybe if there was no witch or anybody to rescue me, I would have died. "I'm fine," I replied tersely, not wanting to s