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“We touch her at the same time, we have to ease the magic out of her,” I said, when Zev stopped right in front of her.
“Ok.” Lucien reached for her, but Zev stopped him.
“We don’t know what this will do to her or us.” He looked back at me.
“If we don’t stop the build-up of power, it’s going to kill her. She might not come back.” I snapped, reaching for her.
Thankfully Zev reached for her too when a rush of magic entered into me. Grunts of our pain echoed through the room as the magic snapped, throwing me back. My vision was blurry when I tried to get up, looking around for Katarina and my brothers.
My body still tingled from the overload of magic, but I forced myself to get up and make sure everyone was ok.
“Kit Kat.” Lucien’s voice was nervous.
I shook my head, clearing some of the fog in my head to see him bent over her.
“A, she’s not waking up.” He looked up at me, looking scared and so very young.
Katarina was in his arms looking lifeless.
“Is she breathing?” Zev asked, as he walked up to us. He fell to his knees next to Lucien, staring at Katarina.
“She is,” I said, seeing her chest rise and fall. “She needs rest and when she wakes up, let’s hope there is no permanent damage.”
I picked her up from Lucien’s arms, seeing the corner of the library we used destroyed. Furniture was broken, books laid everywhere and even a piece of wall was missing. Holding her tight against me, my anxiety took a moment to dissipate. The fear of her dying was receding away, and with it came only more dread. We didn’t break the spell.
* * *
Katarina wokeup two days later. Lucien was a mess, Zev was broodier than usual, and I was ready to crawl out of my skin if she hadn’t woken up. The first day we made her stay in bed, she was confused about what had happened, but she said all she remembered was the pain. It felt like each limb was being ripped from her body. Lucien told her we had experienced the same thing.
She apologized profusely not knowing where she went wrong, but it didn’t escape me that she kept looking at Zev. I didn’t know if she was waiting for him to lash out at her, or why she kept looking over at him. He stayed relatively quiet, but I knew he was still worried.
By the fifth day, Katarina looked and sounded better. The color had returned to her cheeks; she was more alert and her sass was back in full force. Right now, she was getting frustrated with Lucien trying to keep her in bed.
“Lucien, I swear to the goddess if you keep me in this bed for any longer, I'm going to go crazy,” she snapped.
“One more day of rest isn’t going to kill you.” He tried to push her into the bed.
“Lucien, I’m fine I—”
“Katarina, you are not fine!” he yelled.
My eyebrows shot up at his outburst.
“You do not tell me what and how to feel.” She glared at him. “I appreciate the caution, and I know it’s been rough, but I'm not just some fragile doll you have to keep in bed.”
She pushed him back.
“Katarina—”
“Lu, let her be.” Zev’s alpha command echoed in the room.
He glared at Zev. “She is my mate; you do not tell me what to do.”
“You’re smothering her,” Zev snarled. “Give her room to breathe before she cracks anymore.”
Lucien looked shocked by his words. He looked down at Katarina before looking at Zev, and then me.
“I’m sorry, I just know how it feels to be so overrun with magic that you don’t know what to do.” Lucien looked lost. “I’m sorry, I’ll leave you.”
