Page 123 of Witch Undecided
Chapter Thirty-Six
The room was dark, bare pipes running up walls, exposed brickwork and beams above us, and beyond that a skylight. A single door provided an exit, but it was locked. Not sure how I knew that. Shadowy forms huddled against a wall. The stench of anger and fear permeated the air.
“We have to do something.”
The voice drew my attention to a woman with silver-blonde hair and wide gray eyes.
Astrid?
“Cora?” A hand swept across my forehead, and I opened my eyes to Leif’s smile. “Hey. How are you feeling?”
The dark room melted away and I was back in bed with my mates. Well, one of my mates. Tor was gone.
There was a buzz in my veins, cold and unnatural, but it was low-level compared to how it’d been.
I frowned up at Leif. “I was dreaming.”
“About?”
“I saw Astrid and the other shifters locked in a room. It felt so…real.” I rubbed my temple. “Where’s Tor and Rune?”
“Breakfast duty.”
My gaze flicked about the room, searching for another face.
Leif sighed. “Jasper hasn’t been back. I think he’s giving you a chance to fight this infection by staying away.”
“He can’t siphon off me unless I say so.”
Leif winced. “Actually, your amulet’s been glitching for a week now and channeling power into him from time to time.”
“What?”
“Yeah, he’s been resisting taking it because he didn’t have your permission.”
Jasper…Oh, God. “He could have taken advantage at any time.”
“Yeah,” Leif said. “I mean not at any time, but when your amulet was down, yeah, he could have.”
But he hadn’t.
He hadn’t because…Because he cared about me and my wishes. My eyes grew hot.
“I need to speak to him.”
Leif stroked my hair. “I know.” He kissed my temple. “Burn this infection out, then we’ll have a sit-down. The four of us.”
What did he mean?
The door opened and Tor entered carrying a tray laden with food. Rune padded in after him and took up position at the bottom of the bed.
“Pippa’s on her way over to check on you,” Tor said, “but she says you need to eat.”
My stomach grumbled. “I can totally do that.”
I sat up as Tor laid the tray on the bed by my hip. The sheet fell away from my torso and Rune’s gaze locked onto my naked breasts.
He made a strangled sound and looked away.
