"Your late." Rosa stated sternly.
I could care less at this point of time, even the cold bath I took moments ago doesn't lessen the clutching in my stomach that is worsening as the clock ticks.
"Lonia? What happened?" This time her anger has dissipated, replacing it with concern.
I don't need her concern, I need my mate!
"I'm fine." I gritted out, my mood turning sour. "Come here, drink this." She took out a small glass hexagon that contain a purple liquid, that swishes with her movement.
"What's that?" The calming scent that is coming from the unknown liquid came floating to my nose, cooling down my pain instantly.
"It's lavender with a little witches magic, it will help suppress your pain for a little while."
"Thank you." I said truly grateful, taking the liquid from her, emptying
