Dewi
“Why isn’t she getting better.” Staring down at my mate as she lay , covered up to her chin with clean white blankets . Her eyes open, she didn’t blink.
She didn’t see.
Didn’t see me.
“The poison in her body is gone Dewi, a large hand came down on my shoulder where I sat at her bedside. “She is going to be ok, her and the baby. The oracle stopped the poison.”
Wrens voice was grating to me. I knew he was trying to be comforting. He was worried about her as well but his very presence hovering over her like a guard dog was starting to annoy me.
She was my mate.
It was me who had held her screaming sobbing body in my lap in the long car ride back to the resistance safe house. Me who she had cursed and hit. Me who calmed her when she started to ramble incoherently.
It had been hel
