[Gem? Geminie, can you hear me?] I groan as a voice fills my head, the effects of the wolfsbane finally gone and my body well rested and ready to escape.
[Geminie, darling, where are you?] Ariven! It is his voice reaching out to me. Bolting into a sitting position, I feel tears of happiness fill my eyes, an entire week of not being able to communicate with him taking its toll on me as the mate bond throbbed, needing the touch of my mate.
[I'm here, baby. I've missed you.] I call out, forcing myself not to cry. I want his warmth, to be held in his arms and hear his heartbeat beneath my ear as I lay against his chest. I need to have his scent envelope me, remind me I am safe.
[Gem, where are you?] I can hear the desperation in his voice, the pain of being separated from me without
