90. NATE

I settled on the bed next to Angel and reached out to press the back of my hand to her forehead. As the doctor said, she had no fever. He couldn’t find anything wrong with her. Angel just passed out. Lucas admitted to biting her when they had sex in the bathroom after Mason questioned him about the bite mark on his skin. She could have passed out from the pain. I reached down to tug the hem of the shirt she wore away from her skin. Brushing my fingers against Lucas’s dragon, I waited for it to move away so I could see the wound. Her skin was slightly bruised, but it was already turning a brownish-yellow as it healed. Dropping the shirt back in place, I slipped my hand through her hair. “Still out?” Mason questioned as he entered the room. “No change,” I told him. He kicked off his shoes and carefully climbed onto the bed to settle on her other side. “Is everything okay in town?” I asked him when he remained silent. Mason nodded. “They managed to recast the spell. One of the