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?!”

Cordelia and

but Rowena was certain you

to alleviate his grimace. When the crease in between his eyebrows smoothed out, I

safe, but something else is going on, isn’t

glance at Cassidy, remembering the feverish way they spoke to one another

his lips, but it was Cassidy that spoke

worried about his brother, even

an understanding smile curling

perfectly creased workout clothes she had on, I assumed she

rested on the floor, the chord of her headphones hanging out the side

leadership position, then pulls this stunt. It

from Brandon in four days?” I frowned, my eyes darting

her head, her blonde ponytail

by to see if I

back from fighting the

about near death experiences and wanting to get drunk, but

wasn’t interested.” She snorted, then placed her hand on Asher’s

first time he’s gone off on a bender. Hell, you remember when he met that Cuban

Asher, her lips tilting in a smirk that made

as amused but managed

remember.” He

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

explained, flashing me the same amused

like something Brandon would do.” I

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

matched his expression, my eyebrows

a heathen at the best of times, but if there was one thing he cared

this time?”

he hasn’t even sent a

hips

his life if he could see the two of you worrying like

softening her tone when

you’ve been under a huge deal of stress lately, but maybe you’re being just a

is, and you know that sooner or later, he always comes crawling

him the rest of the week, and then we can start sending

right.” Asher grunted,

of his headache rippled across

slung it over her

be late for training. Remember what I

the toilet again.” She snorted, shaking her head like she was reliving a funny

you’re finally awake,

been a bore without you, but I’ll let Chris know you’re

goodbye’s as she

front

onto Asher’s lap, enveloped by

settled against his chest, snaking his arms around my waist, and

his nose in my hair and inhaled sharply, I didn’t

think about this?”

lashes. ” Are you talking about your brother

“My brother.”

I paused, lost in thought. “I think you should follow your gut. A big part of being Alpha is relying on your

wrong yet. So, what’s your gut telling

a few long seconds, he

telling me that

began to fill his eyes swirling like they were suspended in

flattened into a thin line, and when that crease on his forehead returned, I placed my fingers against it hoping it would disappear. When it didn’t, my skin began to crawl

it?” He asked, staring off into the

didn’t reply right away and instead tried to open myself to whatever it

the balcony doors was warm, almost annoyingly

outdoors, of the forest and soil. To anyone else, it would’ve been a

was unbridled sunlight streaming through the windows, beautiful if not

breath for too long and your lungs began to burn, almost on the

I feel it.” I replied, squirming until Asher loosened his hold enough for me to stare into

have all of the

on lock down. The

feeling continued to grow, and fear quickly followed

I was going to sit here and stew

my growing determination that forced me onto my feet,

his hands on my hips, hovering in case

and get some damn answers.

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