Chapter 9Wyatt opened his eyes and found Saal sitting on the bed next to him. “Good morning.”
“We need to get my bottle.”
Still groggy, it took him a moment to realize what Saal was saying. “Oh. Like, your bottle bottle?”
“We’re tethered now.” He rose to stand and Wyatt reached out, grabbing at his thigh to steady him on the mattress so he didn’t fall.
“Careful.”
“But if someone else were to find my bottle, I would become their possession. They would be my keeper.”
Wyatt didn’t like the way possession sounded, but he nodded. “Whenever you want.”
“Now.” Saal hopped down to the floor and went to stand by the door and wait. “We should go now.”
“Okay. Is it okay if I grab a shower?” Saal nodded, and Wyatt dragged himself out of bed. He could feel Saal’s eyes on him as he retrieved fres
