Chapter Forty-One
I don’t know how long I slept for, or how I’d even managed to fall asleep with all the chaos in the corridor.
“Lanni.” Someone spoke softly, like how Mom used to wake me up when I was little. “Lanni.”
A hand squeezed my shoulder.
I opened my eyes, trying to get my gaze to focus on the face hovering just above mine.
“Lanni, where are you hurt?” Alec asked.
I blinked again, making sure it really was him.
His face was gray from fatigue and streaked with dirt and dried blood.
“Alec.” I moved to reach for him and gasped as pain shocked from my hurt calf to my spine.
“Careful.” Alec eased a hand behind my back, helping me sit up. “Where are you hurt?”
“My calf.” I winced as I lifted my leg down from where I’d propped it against the doorjamb. “I think everything else i
