Cramps!

~ Rhys ~

Amira sighed, turning to face him, but the Alpha was already nursing another drink, his head flopped on the back of the sofa, his hand rubbing at the side of his head. Watching Amira control the situation put him at ease, but it didn’t stop the pounding in his head, the ache in his breasts or the sudden pain in his stomach. They should talk, but how could he when he was in pain?!

“Amira…” He hissed through clenched teeth. The rogue sat beside him, frowning at his pained expression.

Goddess, his lower abdomen felt as though it was being squeezed, and whatever grip it had wouldn’t release. On top of that, his body ached like he was unwell like he was feverish; wait, he did have a fever! He was so hot!

Rhys shifted in his seat after the pain transferred to his lower back. “What is wrong with your body?!” He snapped, eyes flicking open as he glared at her.

Amira frowned, watching him with confusion. “I haven’t done anything that would make me unwell. I rarely fall ill…” Like m