Chapter 23

Neaera-

Having barged in and immediately started yelling, I hadn’t noticed Stryker lying on the ground, curled into himself as he clutched his stomach. Running to the top of the staircase, I called down for Mathew to come and help me. Returning to Stryker’s room, I lowered myself to the ground, next to his head.

In just a short time since he came up here, he was covered in sweat. His shirt clung to his body, and his hair was dripping. Reaching out, I placed my hand against the side of his face and noticed he was burning up.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” I complained as I attempted to lift him off the ground.

Mathew appeared and assisted me by moving him to his bed. Leaving him alone with Mathew, I went to the bathroom to get a washcloth and damp it with cold water. Returning to his room, I sat on the head of the bed and laid his head on my lap.

Patting his face with the cloth, I tried to cool him down. He still clutched his stomach, and his eyes were squeezed shut. His face wa