#Chapter41
Aleera POV
For the past three days, I had felt terribly sick. I didn’t know if it was because I had only been getting half a breakfast a day since I shared with Ryze or because of the bond. The siren for the next glass blared, and I groaned. I wished I had a theory class all day; I would have even put up with Darius and Tobias’s torment. The last thing I felt like doing was that damn obstacle course.
Darius looked over at me and placed my head on the desk, not wanting to go. I felt hot, and my skin was clammy. My stomach was twisting violently, and I was hungry as well as pained.
/"Aleera, next class,/" Darius said, and I looked up at him.
/"Can I go back to my room? I don’t feel well./"
