Dustin asks in a husky voice. Keely whirls around, her hand flying to her heart. “You scared me.” Edging toward the bed, she licks her lips nervously. “I…I just came to tell you how sorry I am.” Dustin’s face goes white with fear as he gets a better look at her, at the blood on her clothing. “What happened? Is Lila-” “She’s fine. It’s Bryon’s. He’s in the emergency room. His parents are giving blood right now. Apparently he has a very rare type and it’s quicker just to get it from them.” Dustin raises a brow. “Yeah, Watcher blood. We don’t have types like humans do,” he says coolly. “It’s nice to have a Guardian on the hospital staff to avoid that awkward moment when you have to explain why your blood doesn’t match any of the known types in the world.” “Oh, right.” Keely scratches her arm uncomfortably. “They say he’s going to be o.k.”
