44 - No Joke

~Meadow’s Point of View~

*How can nobody know anything,* Coral shouted.

Wincing, I tried to sit up. There was no chance I could get off this damn floating boat unless a witch let me off. I wasn’t at all confident I could even walk too far anyhow, but for him I would try. For him, I would crawl miles if I had to. I had to know, I had to see him.

At this point I literally had no clue if Ben was alive or dead. If Little Ben was alive or dead. Coral was confident one or both was alive, that our bond still existed, but the pain that paralyzed and wrecked my body told me otherwise.

*River please… please find out something for me. Anything,* I begged.

My brothers had left maybe two hours ago, helping to evacuate the island. I wasn’t sure what that meant either. Was it all over?

*I’ll see what I can do,* he said, and I internally rolled my eyes. Liar.

“You need to keep up your strength,” mom said, trying to get me to sip on some ginger ale.

I waved her off. My mate was potentially d