Tasting Drakness

Chapter 41

Aleera POV

For the past three days, I have felt terribly sick. I don’t know if it’s because I have only been getting half a breakfast a day since I shared with Ryze, or because of the bond. The siren for the next glass sounded, and I groaned. I wished I had a theory class all day; I would have even put up with Darius and Tobias’s torment. The last thing I felt like doing was that damn obstacle course.

Darius looked over at me and placed my head on the desk, not wanting to go. I felt hot, and my skin was clammy. My stomach was twisting violently, and I was hungry as well as pained. “Aleera, next class,” Darius said, and I looked up at him.

“Can I go back to my room? I don’t feel well,”

“Class now, or you won’t see Kalen after dinner,” Darius snapped at me and hauled my ass out of my seat. Seeing Kalen was the only thing I looked forward to besides seeing Ryze. I grip the desk as a wave of dizziness washed over me, and Darius watched me stagger to the front of the class before turning his gaze away. “Asshole,” I muttered under my breath.

“Want to repeat that?” Darius growled behind me, and I looked back at him. He glared at me and went to get up. I quickly rushed out the door. Making my way down the

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corridors, I felt my stomach heave up my throat and ran to the closest trash can before throwing up in it. No, please, I thought as I lost my breakfast. I wiped my mouth on the back o fmy hand and staggered to the bathroom. I drank from the tap, knowing that I would stumble across someone if I went to the mess hall.

I wet my face, trying to cool myself down after retching. Looking in the oval-shaped mirror above the sink my face was pale, and my eyes sunken in. My stomach growled hungrily, and I drank some more water, trying to fill it enough to stop the loud gurgling noises it was making. Wetting the back of m y neck, I leaned on the basin, trying to force myself to head to the next class.

My tablet Bing’s, and I pull it out. My pen pal remembered me, and we had been talking for the last few days. I excitedly opened up the chat.

‘How’s your day?’ They asked.

I looked at the mirror. Shit! I thought, looking at my hollow cheeks. I had lost so much weight with the training and not eating I was starting to look gaunt in the face. I shake my head, wondering how it was possible in such a brief period.

‘Crap, I feel sick and have to go to class,’ I replied as I made m y way out.

responded with a sad

yours?’ I asked. ‘Boring, locked away as usual,’ they replied. My pen pal had

are you

training one

like that guy, huh?’ I chuckle. I had told him all about my

personal juice box daily, and you were starving

He replied, and I

to dinner or lunch in the mess hall because of the other men. Last time one put my hand in a boiling

straight away, so I continued to the obstacle course and walked over to

did?’ came

get bored eventually and leave me alone,’ I replied when my tablet was plucked from m y grip. I looked up to

out there,” he snapped at me. I went to ask if I could sit out, but he growled, so I dropped my head and started running. My stomach was sloshing from all the water I drank, making me regret that stupid

I tried to remain on the track. Running out of breath because bile rushed up to my throat, I pulled off to the

it, Aleera,” he taunts before I throw up

would say I could go inside. He points to the track, and my shoulders sag a s I turn around. My surroundings spun, and I found the heat made it increasingly difficult

feet, and I felt delirious as I stumbled

in my head along with my heartbeat when I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head. I knew I hit the

hear a faint voice calling my name. The sun shone through the backs of my eyelids, and I blinked dazed, only to

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turns my face from side to side before prying my eyelids open when I close them. “Yep, you’re done for the day,” he said, scooping me up in his arms. I kept going in and out of consciousness, but I was soon inside

ask, and I blinked open my eyes to find I was back in my room.

“Heatstroke, maybe?” Tobias says.

sick in class. She looked