I shifted back into my human form and found the leather wrap. I twirled it over my hips and covered my lower body.
My head spun as I needed food badly.
I pushed the door open with momentum. My body almost fell into it, and two of Helmut’s guards jumped as they saw me.
“Blake.” Simon smiled.
I saluted weakly and headed for the castle. What the hell was I doing at the castle in Tith?
I turned around and saw it was the training arena they’d kept me in. How did I get here?
The last thing I remember was… Elena. She growled in pain and her piercing scream vibrated against the walls of my mind.
I walked faster, but was so off balance. I needed to know if she was okay.
Most of the castle lights were off. It was only the spotlights and one or two windows on the ground floor that shown some sort of light.
I crashed through the entrance and lost my balance. The spinning in my head put me on edge.
“Blake,” Dad’s voice spoke and footsteps rushed toward me.
“Elena.”
Strong arms picked me up, and Dad’s strong fragrance burned my nose. “She is fine.”
Emanual’s smokey, burned smell enhanced his human scent, tickled my nostrils and caused my stomach to turn.
“Thank heavens there is a feast waiting in the fridge,” Dad said and helped me to the nearest seat inside the kitchen.
He pushed me into it, and I rested my head on the palm of my hand. “Something is wrong?”
“You’d been asleep for almost two weeks. When you released your abilities, you didn’t change back into your human form and no medical procedures could’ve taken place. You are weak because there was no feeding tube to sustain you.”
Emanual made a ruckus inside the fridge and plopped food on a plate, before putting it in the microwave.
“Almost two weeks?” I asked.
“You can be glad that you didn’t go into hibernation,” Emanual answered standing in front of a microwave.
The sound of the microwave pinged. A steamy hot plate of food covered the plate, and I dug in. A tall glass filled with water and ice found its way in front of me, too.
I drank up the entire glass in less than ten seconds.
Dad refilled it as I kept hoovering the potatoes, roast beef mixed with rice, pumpkin with other vegetables down my throat.
The white of the plate showed and in less than five minutes, the plate was empty.
Emanual took the empty plate away and put down a second plate in front of me.
I took my time eating this one, tasting the food, which exploded on my tastebuds.
Two weeks.
The third plate came with a bottle of beer, and Emanual took a chair in front of me. “How do you feel?”
“Better.” The spinning in my head calmed. “How is Elena?”
“She’s fine. Woke up two days after the claiming. She has been worrying her ass off about you,” Emanual answered.
