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 Rowena stop

you up, but Rowena was certain you passed out from overextending

his grimace. When the crease in between his eyebrows smoothed

safe, but something

glance at Cassidy, remembering the feverish way they spoke to one another before I managed to wake up

lips, but it was Cassidy

just worried about his brother,

lightly, an understanding smile

amount of sunlight streaming through the window and the perfectly creased workout clothes she

the chord of her headphones hanging out the

He asks for a leadership position, then

one’s heard from Brandon in four days?” I frowned, my eyes darting between the

her head, her blonde ponytail

already. Brandon stopped by to see if I wanted

he’d just gotten back from fighting the witches and wanted to

about near death experiences and wanting to get drunk,

him I wasn’t interested.” She

the first time he’s gone off on a

tilting in a smirk that made me wonder exactly what

amused but managed a

remember.”

chick and didn’t

me the same amused look she’d given

Brandon

called during that time though to check in and let mom

my eyebrows inching closer together and

a heathen at the best of times, but if there

this

even sent a text.” Asher

her hips and shook

if he could see the two of you worrying like

tone when she turned

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

and you know that sooner or later, he

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

Asher grunted, pinching the

throb of his headache rippled across the bond and made my

gym bag and slung it over her shoulder, waving at the

out or I’ll be late for training.

just partied too hard and lost his phone in the toilet again.” She snorted, shaking her head like she was reliving a funny

glad you’re

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

goodbye’s as she left, but our eyes were on

front door slammed

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

I was settled against his chest, snaking his arms

in my hair and inhaled

do you think about this?” Asher

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

“My brother.”

your gut. A big part of being Alpha

hasn’t led you wrong yet. So, what’s your gut

long seconds, he

telling me that something isn’t

eyes swirling like they were suspended in oil and

crease on his forehead returned, I placed my fingers against it hoping it would disappear. When it didn’t, my skin began to crawl

He asked, staring off into the distance, eyes trained

instead tried to open myself

wafting in through the balcony doors was warm, almost

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

windows, beautiful if not

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

squirming until Asher loosened his hold enough

of the warriors on

and Zeke’s are both on lock down. The only ones going in or out

continued to grow, and fear quickly followed in its

was no way I was going to sit here and stew in it. Not after spending the last four days

that forced me onto my feet, then it was the fact that

his hands on my hips, hovering in case I

raid the refrigerator. Then, I’m going to go and get some damn answers. Are you in?” I asked him,

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