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“I wish I could, but I can’t. If she’s sleeping hard enough to not wake from what you’re pushing through her, then she’s been put in a stasis and I won’t bring her out of it. It’s what’s keeping her alive.” He was quiet for a moment.
Anxiety built in me. I pushed more power, hoping I wasn’t draining Dastien too much.
“Ach. I see. Thank God you’re there. I can’t fix this, but you can. It’s all you. And I might not get there in time to help you either. I’m running now, but it’ll take me a day to get to the city. I’ll be on the first flight out, but…Christ. I shouldn’t have left her.”
Donovan was taking too much time. I shoved more power at him. “Donovan! I don’t know what to do! How do I fix this?”
“You need to help her wolf,” his voice was softer. I could barely hear him. “You’re going to have to merge witchcraft—”
I slammed back into my own mind. Dastien’s panic and worry flowed through my soul, making my head swim. “What happened?” My voice slurred. It slowly registered that I was flat on my back. The cold floor burned against me. What happened to the chair?
A line a sweat ran from my hairline. I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it. The lights were too bright. I flung my hand over my eyes as I moaned. “Way too bright. It’s killing my head.”
There was some whispering and rustling around the room. The shrill sound of flimsy metal rang out as the blinds to the small window were drawn.
Someone was coughing and moaning.
“Give me a blanket or a pillow or something,” Dastien said.
The sound of cabinets opening and closing felt like gunshots to my head. Dastien’s scent enveloped me as he eased my head onto a pillow. “How are you feeling, cherie?”
I took a quiet assessment of myself. “Honestly, I feel like shit. Why do I feel so terrible?”
“You’re nearly completely energy-drained. You started out by putting all your power into whatever you were doing, and then I fed you my power, and you took that. But then you took from the whole pack. I don’t know what you were doing there, but you were draining us all. We were fine with it, but when Meredith’s heart beat started slowing, we realized you were pulling from her too.”
Oh God. “Is she okay?”
“No. She’s coughing up blood in her sleep,” Shannon answered.
Fear coursed through me. “Fuck. I didn’t know what I was doing.”
“We figured,” Adrian said. “It didn’t matter what you were seeing, we had to stop it. She can’t take much more.”
I wanted to scream and cry, but couldn’t muster the energy. “I was talking to Donovan—”
“That’s impossible,” Shannon said.
I didn’t have the patience to deal with her. “It’s completely possible if they’re true mates, which they are.” My words were clipped.
The reaction was much what I thought it’d be. Silence. And then everyone was talking all at once.
I moaned. “Can everyone please shut the hell up? My head is killing me. Worst migraine ever.”
Chris snorted. “I’d say. You were harnessing so much through the bonds, it’s a miracle you’re not a vegetable.”
“Did he say anything helpful?” Adrian asked softly. Bless him.
Dastien massaged my temples, and some of the pain dissipated.
“Not really.” Talking made me nauseated, so I tried to keep it limited. “He’s far, but on his way now. He said I’d have to merge witchcraft with something else. I was pulled out before he could say. Any ideas?” I tried to sit up, but started to fall.
“Whoa.” Dastien caught me before I could hit the ground. “I got you.” He pulled me onto his lap. He scooted so he was leaning against the cabinets. I leaned against him listening to his steady heartbeat.
“What’s wrong with me?”
Dastien brushed my hair back from my face, and pressed a kiss to my head. “When I said you were drained, I meant it. It’s going to take a little bit before you get your strength back.”
This wasn’t good news. “I don’t have time to spare.”
