Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty One

Khai's POV

The medication has dropped her fever, the infection shifting and her lungs sounding clearer.

Yet she hasn't woken and still remains stoic still in bed as if she were merely sleeping.

Theo and I are worried, and Samantha, the doctor has highlighted the fact that perhaps Lilith needed the rest.

But who needs to sleep so much when they aren't ill?

Theo has a theory, he reckons somethings happening to Lilith, something shifting but even he cannot access her memory's even through touch.

It's as if her sleep has locked us out.

The mate bond dormant, the connection there but severed.

I feel sick, not because I am sick but because I want so desperately to talk to Lilith but I cannot.

We were given the go ahead to help Lora breastfeed though, and even though Lilith does not interact with Lora, it has settled her some.

Apparently her milk supply may have dropped but Lora's constantly begging to be attached to Lilith and has been spending most of the day sleeping at one of the other b