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.

with

they replied. My pen pal had told me they too were having

class are you in next?’ they

one

had told him all about my asshole mates and the nasty

if he used you like his personal juice box daily, and you were starving after only getting one meal or half

mates starve you?’ He replied,

but I’m too scared to go to dinner or lunch in the mess hall because of the

reply straight away, so I continued to the obstacle

came

will get bored eventually and leave me alone,’ I replied when my tablet was

but he growled, so I dropped my head and started running. My stomach was sloshing from all the water I

were shoving and pushing as I tried to remain on the track. Running out of breath because bile rushed up to my throat, I pulled off to the side and threw up again. Zac sniggers as he passes me and

he taunts before I throw

could go inside. He points to the track, and my shoulders sag a s

felt like it was moving under my feet, and I felt

head along with my heartbeat when I felt my eyes roll into the back of

name. The sun shone through the backs of my eyelids, and I

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day,” he said, scooping me up in his arms. I kept going in and out of consciousness, but I was soon inside the air-conditioning, making me shiver after being outside

back in my room. Darius shuts the

“Heatstroke, maybe?” Tobias says.

about being sick in class.