Chapter 52
Astrid With Vigilance, my eyes stay glued on Blair’s trembling hands as she raises the cup of hot tea. She’s too weak to do anything for herself these days. I offered to help, but she slapped my hand away before I could reach for the cup. So, I’m a nervous wreck each time she lifts the wobbling cup to her lips. It’s been three weeks, and Blair’s health has shown no improvements. Everyday Ms. Hattie tries different medicines and remedies, but she still has dizzy spells, pukes her guts out, and forms these dreadful migraines. “Feels like my head is going to explode” is the only way Blair can explain it. Her powers have gone haywire and I’m really starting to worry about her. And to top off my long list of worries, Arlo and my wolves have yet to return. They were supposed to be home w
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