Chapter 7 Nakia
Nausea rolled through Nakia. Harsh lights temporarily blinded her as she adjusted to the stark room. She placed a hand on her stomach, willing it to cooperate. Instantaneous travel via teleportation sounded good in theory, but it sucked in practice.
She shouldn’t have had breakfast or coffee that morning, but she had the suspicion that she’d feel just as bad post-teleport with an empty stomach.
“You don’t look so good.” A Mahdfel male—huge because they only came in one enormous size—rushed to her side.
“I think I’m going—” Nakia never finished that statement. She folded over, emptying her stomach onto the floor. Taking a step back to avoid splattering her shoes, her leg locked up. She crashed down to the floor, her hands landing in the warm puddle.
So much for a good f
