Chapter Eighty

Story Time:

“Ughhh” Alice groaned, twisting into herself, her hands curling around her stomach as it gurgled.

Everything was foggy, her head was hurting so bad. Everything felt like jello, her legs, her arms, everything was weak. Where she was, she let out a small sigh and inhaled trying to calm her racing mind and breath through the pain. As she inhaled she smelt something warm, something that made her feel instantly safe. Her fingers curled into the sheets.

“Arkyn?” Alice called out as she sat up, the world swirled around, her eyes trying to focus.

She was seeing sillots, she was searching for him. He was sitting just at her feet. Her heart started pounding everything in her needed him. She needed the safety of his arms. Needed to know she was ok. She moved towards him quickly, her arms wrapping around him as she buried her face into his neck.

“Arkyn.” She whispered as she nuzzled him.

Cedar, Arkyn did not smell like cedar. There were no tingles or chills when she touched him.