Chapter 108

“Willow,” Kane whispers in my ear. “You have to wake up now, my love.”

“Hm,” I moan into the pillow. “Do I have to?”

“Yes, our mothers are here to do the thing.”

My eyes fly open, and I frantically look around the room, but it’s just Kane and me. “Where are they?”

“In the living room still. I wanted to wake you myself.”

Groaning loudly, I grab my stomach and sit up, swinging my legs off the bed. I feel sick and weak again, my head throbbing to the beat of my heart. “Gods, I thought this is over. Why do I feel so bad?”

“Your mother said this would happen, that’s why we have to do the ritual every day.”

I look over my shoulder at Kane. He is pale and shaky, sweat beads on his brow and his breathing is ragged. I wonder just how much of his life force I drain from him every day. “You don’t look so hot yourself.”

“No, and I feel way fucking worse than I look.”

I’ll allow my mother to come in here and do her magic if only to spare Kane the agony. He’s been through a lot and doesn’t deserve