Orion’s POV:
I settled her down carefully in the back seat of the Land Rover, my movements slow and precise. The moment her body touched the leather seat, a deep frown creased my forehead.
Heat radiated from her skin. Instinctively, I reached out, pressing the back of my fingers against her clammy forehead.
A fever.
Damn it.
My jaw clenched as I pulled my hand away, frustration curling in my gut. She was burning up, her breathing shallow, and yet I had no idea if it was from exhaustion, sickness, or the effects of our broken mate bond snapping back into place.
I shifted, settling the kids beside her. Arian clung to the edge of her shirt, his small fingers curling into the fabric like he could tether himself to her. Stella, on the other hand, was quieter now, her face buried in her t
