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Demi's pov

I snapped my eyes open, squinting her the lights hit my sight, my gaze settling on the masculine figure beside me who was peering down at me with worry and I could recognize the relief in his greens, the way his eyes sparkled seeing that I was awake? Alive?

"Bambi!" He croaked wrapping his arms around me curating sparks and pulling me close, "You are alright, you are safe."

I could feel the sparks where we touched, I hated the warmth that filled my belly when he stroked his palm against my arm and when he placed his lips on my forehead kissing it gently before spewing words of gratitude.

His scent was masked with that of smoke and fire, like he had been trapped in a burning building and when he laid me back on the bed and rushed out to call the healer I took a good look at him.

I could see that he was bare chested, his back was littered with wounds and the pants he had on were charred in some places, there was soot all over his skin and face.

His chest also had wo