Aira’s POV
Elsa hurried over to my side, careful not to step in anything nasty. “Aira, are you sick? Let me help you.” She put an arm around my waist and began guiding me back to the castle.
Luckily, by the time we reached the courtyard, Blanche and Aaron had gone elsewhere. As we mounted the stairs, she said, “I didn’t know you were getting sick.”
“I didn’t either,” I replied.
“Do you think it’s the stress from being away from your mate? Or have you been exposed to something?” she continued.
I thought for a moment. “Must be the stress. I was just at the hospital, but I couldn’t come down with something that quickly.”
“True.” We went through the foyer and up the stairs to my bedroom. “How have you been feeling recently? This mate thing seems just awful.”
“It is,” I assured her. “I’v
