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?!”

and Rowena stop

up, but Rowena was certain you passed out from overextending yourself.”

the crease in between his eyebrows smoothed out,

glad everyone is safe, but something else is going

remembering the feverish way they spoke to one

it

brother, even though there’s

lightly, an understanding smile curling at her

the perfectly creased workout clothes she had on, I assumed she was on her way to

floor, the chord

him. He asks for a leadership position,

four days?” I frowned, my eyes darting between the two

her head, her blonde

already. Brandon stopped by to see if

just gotten back from fighting the witches and

and wanting to get drunk, but

She snorted, then placed

your brother. This isn’t the first time he’s gone off on a bender.

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

didn’t seem as amused but

remember.” He

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

the same amused look she’d

Brandon would

in and let mom know he wasn’t dead

my eyebrows inching closer

times, but if there was one thing he

hasn’t called this time?” I

sent

her hands on her hips and

the rest of his life if he could see the two of you worrying like a pair of mother

her tone

a huge deal of stress lately,

know that sooner or later, he always comes crawling

rest of the week, and then we can start sending

right.” Asher grunted, pinching

his headache rippled across the bond and

gym bag and slung it over

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

in the toilet

you’re

you, but I’ll let Chris know you’re doing alright. See you guys

as she left, but our eyes were on

second the front door slammed

was being lifted onto Asher’s lap, enveloped by his warmth and

was settled against his chest, snaking his arms around

my hair and inhaled sharply, I didn’t fight

this?” Asher

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

“My brother.”

gut. A big part of being Alpha is relying on your

wrong yet. So,

long seconds, he

me that something

his eyes swirling like they were suspended

I placed my fingers against it hoping it would disappear. When it didn’t, my skin began

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

instead tried to open myself to

the balcony doors was warm, almost

the scents of the outdoors, of the forest and

the windows, beautiful if not for the

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

until Asher loosened

have all of the warriors

both on lock down. The only ones going in

grow, and fear

I was going to sit here and stew in it.

wasn’t my growing determination that forced me onto my feet, then it was the fact that my stomach was

his hands on my hips, hovering

go and get some damn answers. Are you

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