Kimberly POV
Not again.
I blinked a few times, rubbed my eyes before getting into a staring match with my blue-eyed mate. He was finger-combing my hair and I felt myself wanting to drift to sleep again. I shifted to snuggle against his chest, an act which River gladly accepted. His arm readily enclosed me, shifting us to a more comfortable position.
“I fainted again, didn’t I?” I asked softly. My sore throat vanished, but my speaking felt restrained.
“Yes, you did. I’m so sorry, my love. I didn’t know what I should have done to help. Maybe if I have shifted some power or strength to you?” River sounded guilty when he was supposed to be. He did not do anything wrong.
When I had marked them during our mating ceremony, it looked like I had transferred some of my witch powers to River an
