The Shape-shifter

Chapter 21 The Shape-shifter Daemon. Wilder laid on the floor as if he were knocked out, his face was white and deathly pale. “What happened?” I asked as I quickly rushed to his side, trying to lift him from the ground. “His eyes are completely white, and his hair is turning white too…” Oliver stared at the scene for a few seconds before she did the unthinkable. She dashed towards the knife holders and picked up the sharpest knives she could find. “What are you doing?!” My breathing was ragged as I saw her cut her skin with it. “My blood…” She replied shakily, “My blood can save him! He is dying!” There was panic in her voice as she rushed towards Wilder's unmoving body. “How?” I was flabbergasted. How come I didn't know about this? “It just can…” She said simply and proceeded to splatter the drops of blood in his mouth. We waited for a few seconds to minutes before color returned to Wilder's face. The white hair had gone back to its natural color and his white irises turned electric b