Stubborn Mate

Azalea

I woke a few hours later feeling like an elephant was on my chest. I sat up struggling to breathe and I could feel the pain beginning to creep in again. How? this potion should be working. I know I made it correctly. The pain in my chest was radiating out, my limbs felt heavy and weak. I laid there in bed trying to figure out what I did wrong when it hit me. Logan. He hadn’t taken the second shot. I left them with Rich and I let him know the approximate time frame. I didn’t know what symptoms to look for but I’m sure by now he should have realized that whatever radical behavior Logan was experiencing - I’m assuming it was much the same as mine- was due to our bond and him needing the shot.

I whimpered in pain unsure of how long I could wait for him to take the damn thing.

I need.. I need you to call your dad I sent to the twins in the link.

Why? What’s wrong?

Are you ok?

No Logan hasn’t taken the shot and I’m feeling... it’s too much he needs to take it now I replied squee