Chapter 2

Chapter 2

(Rowen)

I watched as Andres snatched the blade from his brother's hand and shoved it straight into Ambrosia’s chest. The panic I had been trying to hide exploded at the sight, and the urge to run straight to her was suppressed as I tried to remain calm. 

I needed to keep the illusion that I had my shit together and I was collected enough to sort this out. I could heal her, she would be ok. I just had to get to her fast enough and that was my only worry. 

Viper was howling in my mind and it wasn’t helping my situation any. I could hear the shouting of my brothers behind me as I watched Ambrosia fall to the floor at Dominik’s feet. 

She was grasping for the knife and I hoped to the gods that she didn’t try to pull it out. Not yet, I needed that knife to stay right where it was. Luckily she didn’t pull on it, she just clasped her hands around the wound. 

I could see the blood draining from her wound, spilling out onto the ground where she lay. It was coming out pretty quickly, and the panic started to set in. She wouldn’t make it much longer. 

“You have about 3 minutes until she bleeds out completely and you wouldn’t be able to revive her. Give us the amulet!” Andres snarled. 

I don’t know what I was thinking, but I didn’t even hesitate. The only thing on my mind was her, and her safety. The sooner I gave them what they wanted, the sooner I could get to Ambrosia and heal her. 

I snapped and the Amulet appeared on Ambrosias chest. Then I lifted my hand, effectively lifting the amulet up off her neck and letting it hover slightly in the air above her. 

She looked like she was trying to grab it, but she had lost too much blood, there was no way she would have been able to reach it, let alone clasp her fingers around it. Not in this state.

“Rowen, no! What are you doing?!” Nico shouted. “Don’t give it to them!” Raphael said. “We can figure out another way to bring her back!” Ramses hollered. Raziel remained quiet. 

My mind was spinning a thousand miles per hour. The only thing I could focus on in the mess that was my mind, was her, and keeping her alive. 

Fuck this amulet. We could deal with the repercussions. Her life was my only priority. 

I panicked a little more when I saw that she was coughing up blood now, bent over on her side spitting it up. She was close to death. 

“God damnit Andres, why did you have to fucking stab her? She was my fucking prize and now you’ve gone and killed her! What the fuck man!” Dominik snarled under his breath at his brother. 

I could hear him with my Vampire hearing, and I snickered to myself that he wouldn’t be touching her anytime soon. I raised the Amulet to Dominik and his hand clasped around it. 

Despite the shouting from everyone behind me, I didn’t care. I watched Dominik take one last glance at Ambrosia and I could see sorrow in his eyes. 

Then both of the Angels pushed off the ground, taking off into the air with the amulet. 

I was by Ambrosias' side in a split second, pulling her into my arms. I ripped the knife from her chest and tossed it aside, causing her to groan in agony. 

Blood was still coming out of her mouth as I pressed my hand to her wound to heal her, but it wasn’t healing. “Fuck, why isn’t it working? Why isn’t she healing!” I cried. 

The panic had really set in now, if I couldn’t heal her then she would die and the amulet would have been given up for nothing! She couldn’t die, I had to do something! 

“This is an Angel blade!” Raziel snarled. I looked up at him with wide eyes. “We can’t heal a wound created from this.” Raphael chimed in. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. What should I do? How can I save her?” I shouted. I was grasping at literally anything I could at this point. I was desperate.

I looked down right as Ambrosia closed her eyes and her head rolled back on my arm. “No, no, no! Come back, stay with me, doll!” I hissed. Just then Ramses grabbed her from my arms. 

He held his hand over her wound and he started chanting. “Adiuro vos ab Angelo magica ferrum. A insanabile vulnus habetur nunc, et sanábitur ánima mea.” Over and over. 

I saw Ambrosia’s eyes open after a few moments, and then she suddenly rolled over out of Ramses’ arms and started throwing up in the sand next to him. 

I exhaled a breath I wasn’t even aware I had been holding. She was still facing the sand, trying to get her bearings together when she flipped her shit on me. 

“What the fuck were you thinking?!” She yelled. I didn’t even care that she just yelled at me. I watched her wipe the blood from her mouth and lock eyes with me. I just gasped, happy that she was fucking alive. 

I grabbed her and pulled her straight into my chest, holding onto her tightly. She was alive, she was going to be ok! I could feel the color returning to my own face as I tried to calm my erratic heartbeat. 

“Ramses, what did you do? How did you do that? How did you heal her?” I asked slowly. I had never been more thankful for my brother, then at that moment. 

“I bound the magic from the Angel blade, and allowed the wound to be healed. I had no idea if it would work. but I panicked and had to try!” He stammered. 

“Thank you, brother. And regarding the amulet, I don’t want to hear a fucking word from anyone. I know what I did, and I’m not fucking sorry!” I growled, looking up at everyone. 

“And I would do it again, and again, to save her.” I added softly. I could hear the mumbling of my brothers and Nico behind me, but I didn’t care what they were saying. I had what I wanted, and she was ok. 

It was at that moment when I realized just how much she meant to me. As much as I tried to justify it, I think I was in love with her. No, I definitely was in love with her. 

Saving her may have caused the entire fucking apocalypse, but I couldn’t lose her. I just couldn’t... “We understand, brother.” Ramses said cautiously, trying not to make the mood worse. 

“But you can’t deny the fact that we are so fucked now.” Nico chimed in. I took a deep breath in. “I know, and I don’t exactly know what to do about it just yet.” I said softly, as if an answer might pop into my head, but nothing did. 

I went to move Ambrosia and realized she was clinging into my suit vest for dear life. I don’t even think she realized it, but she was closer to death than I ever wanted her to be. Period. 

This couldn't happen again. No, this wouldn’t happen again. I would make sure of it. She let me go as I helped her sit up and we locked eyes.  

“Why, why would you let them have the amulet?” She asked me. I tried to hide the agony I was in, but I knew she could see it on my face. 

“I couldn't lose you, not again.” I said, and that was the truth. I would rather die than go through that again. 

I blinked away the tears that were starting to form. I wasn’t about to start crying, but fuck I sure wanted to. This was too fucking close for comfort. 

I watched Ambrosia and she looked up at everyone else. Everyone’s faces said exactly what I'm sure we were all thinking. But the only thing I could think was what the fuck was Ambrosia wearing? 

It reminded me that we definitely needed to know what the fuck happened to her over there in Pandora’s Box. 

We needed every single piece of knowledge we could get. We had to be prepared for what was to come, because I knew Dominik was preparing to open Pandora’s Box as we speak. 

“Not to break up this heartfelt reunion, but we really need to know what the fuck happened to you while in Pandora’s Box. A shit storm is coming, and we need to be prepared.” I said to Ambrosia. 

She nodded her head and took Raziel’s extended hand as he pulled her to her feet. “Thanks.” She said, tightening her side pony and attempting to brush the dirt off her whitewash shorts. 

It was hilarious to me that she was dressed that way but I kept it to myself. She almost died and I wasn’t about to diss on her clothes, not yet at least. 

“I’m going to get her home to shower and change. Everyone else, meet us back at my house in 1 hour. We have a lot to discuss.” I said. I grabbed Ambrosia, and materialized us home.