Sleep engulfed me, only for it to release me thirty minutes later with a pounding headache and overwhelming nausea. I needed my mate, but my ego was too big to admit it. Since this room had no en-suite bathroom, I rushed to the hall bathroom.
Lucas, still in the kitchen talking to Mana and Bobby, caught sight of me as I sprinted past. I didn’t bother closing the door, collapsing in front of the toilet and vomiting up my lunch.
He crouched beside me, one hand holding back my hair, the other gently rubbing my back. The relentless heaving left me weak. After flushing the toilet, I stumbled toward my room. Tripping over my own feet, I nearly hit the floor, but Lucas caught me just in time.
Scooping me up effortlessly, he carried me to my room and placed me carefully on the bed. He hesitated
