Chapter 122: He Is Awake

Donovan kept linking his wound and grunted in answer. But suddenly his eyes became darker as the smell of blood entered his nose. He peeked out his tongue and linked a particular part of his leg.

It was blood. Silja's blood to be precise. He could feel it.

Donovan looked at Silja and roared. She was hurt and it was her blood on him.

The realisation made him angry. She was injured yet she treated him and did all the hard work. Now he knew how he regained his consciousness. It was because of the Witch blood which healed him. How much did she bleed that was even able to cure him? 

Not able to understand what he said, Silja furrowed her brows.

"Can... you transform in your human form please?" She said,

Donovan looked at her and then took a few steps backwards. He was still not healed fully but he could at least change his form if he tried.

Donovan opened his wings and with a slight roar, he changed back to his human form.

As soon as he turned back Donovan collapsed on the ground.

"You... Don…." She exclaimed in worry and ran towards him. She took him in her arms.

"What happened….are you alright?" She asked in worry. His body was burning with a high fever. Now that he was in his Dragon form Silja could see his wound clearly from his torn clothes.

"You are .. injured," he said, trying hard to keep his eyes open. It was hard to change form when he was injured.

"What…" Silja didn't know why he was thinking about her wounds when he himself was that much injured.

"I'm...so...rry," he mumbled softly. 

"Shhhh.. don't talk," Silja took his head and put it in her lap.

She then slowly caressed his head.

"Do you want to drink water?" She asked. Donovan was half-conscious, so Silja stood up and fetched some fresh water for him. After drinking and cleaning his face Donovan felt better.

"Where are you injured?" Donovan asked as he sat leaning on tree bark. 

"I'm not hurt much, there are some small bruises. You are the one who is most hurt," Silja emphasised in the last line.

"Im fine," he said and then pulled her closer by her hand. She must have bled a lot. How can she be fine?

"What are you doing?" Silja gasped.

"Checking you," Donovan said as he rolled her sleeves. There was some abrasion but they had already dried up.

He then turned her and started to check her legs.

"Let me go, I'm fine," Silja tried to retrieve her leg but the man had a tight grip on her. Sure enough, when Donovan checked her feet he found a deep cut on her left leg.

"How did you applied medicine on me?" He asked. Silja was a bit embarrassed about how he was checking her leg.

"Tell me?" Donovan looked up in her eyes.

"I…" should she say I climbed all over you?

Silja pursed her lips.

Donovan was still removing the pest that she had applied to her wounds.

His attention was undivided as he worked on her feet with utmost concentration and his forehead creased.

When she didn't reply he looked up at her face.

"Tell me," he repeated.

"You were so big so I….I climbed over you," Silja avoided making eye contact.

Don first narrowed his eyes and then hummed softly.

As he has thought. It was her blood that healed his wound.

His father was right Silja was a witch. Even though half but she does have witch blood in her veins which entered his body through wounds and helped him heal and regain consciousness.

Donovan had his eyes glued to the ground as he thought about how he got healed.

Silja on the other hand pursed her lips seeing him thinking something so attentively.

Was he offended because she climbed over him?

"Why are you looking so grumpy?" She asked, annoyed.

"I help you get ready for all the birds and insects who were taking your body as a free meal. I also applied for medicine so they don't get infected. I cooked you food and fetched water for you from down the mountain. If not for me you had long died in your sleep," she grumbled with a pout. This man has no sense of gratitude at all, hmph.

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Donovan, who was obviously unaware of what was going on inside her head turned to look at her. Seeing the look on her face he felt amused.

"You helped me?" When he saw her rosy lips poutine so cutely he couldn't resist his urge of teasing her. 

"Who else then? Do you even know how hard it was to treat wounds on your enormous body? Plus your scales and thorny tentacles even hurt me. Still, I didn't complain. What right do you have to make that face?" Silja pointed her finger at him and asked angrily.

"Hmm, you had it hard. Come here now let me take care of you," Donovan said and patted her head then pulled her in his arm. His voice was unbelievably gentle. If any of his soldiers heard him talk in such a gentle tone they would definitely think that he was an imposter.

"Ahh…" she fell on his bare chest and her face bumped on tight chest muscles.

Donovan took the chance to encircle his both hands around her and pressed her near to him as she breathed in her refreshing scent.

When she went out of control in the forest that night he thought he might lose her. 

He knew she had never used her power before, she didn't even know about her abilities but he still pushed her to do that. It was a blessing from heaven that she was alright but what if something bad had happened.

Will they afford to lose her?

The future of all the upcoming Dragon generations relies on her hand. She was their last resort.

Maybe dragons can still survive and live with curses, but what about him?

He couldn't just accept the world without her.

He would never. And he realised that when she broke in his arms. For a second when Silja fainted after an outburst of her power, he thought that he might have lost her. The emptiness he felt in his heart at that time was so painful that he didn't want to even imagine that again.

His heart also stopped beating for a second, the fear which was an unknown emotion to him finally he got to know what it is like to have fear of something.

He didn't know the reason but one thing was clear in his head: he wanted her. Solely and wholly.

And he will get her, by any means.

Donovan made up his mind.

Silja on other hand was cringing at the smell of the pest on his body, totally unaware of what was going on in his head.

The green medicine that she had applied on him was still on his body and with the way he had pressed her head, it was smeared all over her face from his chest.

Silja groaned in disgust and pushed him away.

Her face had very ugly expressions as she looked at him and tried to clean her face off the green pest.

"Yukk," Silja exclaimed.

Donovan narrowed his eyes as he saw her expression.

"Am I dirty?" He lifted his eyebrows dangerously as he asked.

Silja who was obviously unaware of his expression nodded her head and kept trying to get rid of the smelly pest.

"Yes," she mumbled.

"What did you say?" But the next second Donovan grabbed her chin and lifted her face. His face is dark as pot and his eyes are filled with anger.

Silja was dumbfounded seeing his angry face.

What happened just now? She asked herself.

"I..did I say something wrong?" She asked innocently. Well, she didn't even hear what he said properly.

"You said I'm dirty…," Donovan gritted his teeth. "And that too the second time in the same week," he was angry beyond words. This woman surely has the guts to call him that again and again.

"Ohh ...that…'' Silja lifted her eyebrows and laughed nervously.

Dirty, yeah … she snickered in her head but his grip on her chin tightened.

"No...no... I didn't mean to call you that…" Silja instantly corrected her words.

"I meant this medicine is dirty...hehe," when she saw Donovan lifting his eyebrows she instantly clarified.

"Is that so?" Donovan asked and leaned in near her face.

"I help you tend your wounds.. instead of thanking me you are hurting me," Silja replied.

"You tend my wounds...true. But did you forget you are the one who hurt me?" Donovan lifted his eyebrows.

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