Chapter 213

I floated suspended in this blissful darkness for what felt like hours. Nothing could touch me here.

Not the weight of exhaustion pulling me down or the agony squeezing at my muscles and bones.

It was a reprieve, but one thing about reprieves is that they never last too long.

At first, it started in small flashes. An explosion of light here and there, a flicker of pain, a whisper of voices just outside my minds reach.

Eventually, those flashes became longer and more drawn out.

The light became blinding, tinted with colors and shapes that moved. Voices took form, names flashing in my memory as I began to recognize them.

Each time I gathered the strength to open my eyes, it was sucked away by some

intangible force. With each sensation that returned, my least favorite was my dry throat.

I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes open for long enough to drink anything, but what I wanted most was some damn blood. A few times I swore I saw the outline of

Asher’s face, always hovering over me, silently protecting me from any and everything.

When I gathered the strength to keep my eyes open for more than a few seconds, the first thing I latched onto was a feminine voice.

It’s high pitch and friendly tone struck my memory at its core and dredged up a familiar name.

Cassidy.

Asher’s voice was thrown into the mix, tight with unease that twisted my empty stomach into knots.

It rumbled miserably, as if it knew I dared to think about it.

“What’s going on?” I asked, but my mouth was so dry it came out as a crusty groan.

Asher was at my side before I could blink, moving so fast it startled me, but I was too weak to react.

His hands roamed my arms, shoulders, and finally, my face.

Each caress of his calloused hands was unbearably soft, bringing on such gentle sparks that my eyelids fluttered, and the darkness reached out with loving hands to suck me back in.

Thankfully, he pulled away before I could pass out again and promptly shoved something small and skinny into my mouth.

Without knowing what it was my throat worked to pull. When the taste of blood hit my tongue, rich and tangy, all thought was lost. I kept going until the winded.

straw sputtered and ran dry, but I wasn’t nearly full.

“What’s going on?” I asked again.

This time my words weren’t garbled nonsense. Cassidy hovered nearby; her shoulders lax with relief.

“What do you remember last?” Asher asked, clasping our hands together.

My heart began to flutter when he pressed my hand to his lips and waited for my response.

A dull ache spread across my forehead as I followed the dwindling breadcrumbs in my memory that led me back to what happened before the darkness held me in it’s grasp.

“Um, I remember going to the safe haven and meeting Tristan’s mother.

I sort of remember using magic to protect the land, but that’s where things get hazy.” I admitted.

“You did, you protected everyone. There’s now a force field over the entire safe haven, but you didn’t stop there.

You fixed all of the damage the witches had done. Every house, every car, the sidewalk …even the streets look brand new.” He exhaled, shoulders stiff and rigid.

There was amazement in his voice, but his expression was pinched.

Those eyes of his I adored so much were shuttered with worry.

“That doesn’t explain why I’m now lying -in bed back at home.”

I pointed out, lazily looking around our bedroom. “Wait a second. I passed out, didn’t I?”

Asher lifted his head, nodding slowly.

You did. You’ve been out of it for four days now.”

My heart just about seized in my chest.

“Four days?!”

had Cordelia and

up, but Rowena was certain you passed out from

grimace. When the crease in between

is safe, but something else

at Cassidy, remembering the feverish way they spoke to one

pursed his lips, but it was

mate’s just worried about his brother, even

an understanding smile curling

streaming through the window and the perfectly creased workout clothes she had on, I assumed she was on her way to training when

on the floor, the chord of her

I’ve heard from him. He asks for a leadership position,

days?” I frowned,

head,

already. Brandon stopped by to see if I wanted to go to some frat party days

back from fighting the witches and wanted to kick

something about near death experiences and wanting to get drunk, but that’s your

him I wasn’t interested.” She snorted,

This isn’t the first time he’s gone off on a bender. Hell, you remember when he

eyebrow at Asher, her lips tilting in a smirk that made me wonder exactly what Brandon had

as amused

I remember.”

weeklong sex- induced bender with this chick and didn’t think to

explained, flashing me the same

sound like something Brandon

called during that time though to check in and let mom know he wasn’t dead in a ditch

his expression, my eyebrows inching closer together

heathen at the best of times, but if there was one thing he cared about it was his parents, Claire

called this time?”

he hasn’t even sent a text.”

planted her hands on her hips and shook her

if he could see the two of

softening her tone when she

of stress lately, but maybe you’re being just a touch

brother is, and you know that sooner or later, he

him the rest of the week, and then we

right.” Asher grunted, pinching the

across the bond

bag and slung it over her shoulder, waving

to head out or I’ll be late for training. Remember what I said though,

just partied too hard and lost his phone in the toilet again.” She snorted, shaking her

you’re finally awake,

bore without you, but I’ll let Chris know you’re doing alright. See you guys

as she left, but our eyes were

the front door

Asher’s lap, enveloped by his warmth

was settled against his

his nose in my hair and inhaled sharply,

you think about this?” Asher murmured

up at him through my lashes. ” Are you talking about your brother or the

“My brother.”

in thought. “I think you should follow your gut. A big part of being Alpha is

led you wrong yet.

few long seconds,

that something

began to fill his eyes swirling like they were

when that crease on his forehead returned, I placed my fingers against it hoping it would disappear. When

asked, staring off into the distance, eyes trained towards.

to open myself to whatever it was

wafting in through the balcony doors was warm, almost annoyingly

the forest and soil. To

unbridled sunlight streaming through the windows, beautiful if not for the tightness in my

felt like when you held your breath for too long and your lungs began to burn, almost on the

replied, squirming until Asher loosened his hold

have all of the warriors

down. The only

to grow, and fear

was going to sit here and stew in it. Not after spending the last

determination that forced me onto my feet, then it

hands on my hips, hovering in case I toppled

going to go and get some damn answers. Are you in?” I asked him,

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