Emma
“How are you feeling?” I sit still, my hands folded in my lap.
It is still unclear how she will react when waking up and if she is really back to being herself.
And only the Goddess knows how hard it was to make her mates wait outside the door to be able to talk to her in private and peacefully. While Beta Finnegan must have already fled the scene, I can literally hear Alpha Cayden pace up and down nervously so much that by this point, he must have walked a crater into the floor.
Artemisia pushes herself up with a groan, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. “Ghastly.”
“Wait, Mom. I’ll get you something to drink.” I get up to pour her a glass of water, and she takes it with a smile.
“Thank you so much, my love.”
I help her hold it so she can drink from it slowly, and a
