Lance POV
Nearly two hours after the nurses administered medication through Celeste's IV, her fever finally started to go down, but she didn't regain consciousness. Eventually, I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer, so I laid my head on the hospital bed beside Celeste's hand that I was still cupping between my palms.
Within a few minutes, I drifted into a restless sleep that was plagued with dreams about my mate not fighting off the infection. It was my worst fear to lose her, and the horrible dreams only made my worries increase.
I woke up with a start after only napping for about an hour, and there was no going back to sleep after that. I noticed right away that I was still holding her hand, but I was squeezing it harder than usual. I was quick to release her hand
