Chapter 112

Aria's POV I swallowed. “So… is that why I passed out?” I had been worried that something had gone wrong. “Of course it is,” Mama Felz said dryly, taking another sip of whiskey. “If you weren’t such a stubborn little shit, you would have stopped before it got this bad. Your body must have been giving you fucking signs.” I winced. It had been a long time since I had been called a ‘little shit’. Gosh, I was already missing Knox—he called me little angel. “So, what do I do now?” I asked her. She sighed and leaned back. “You wait. You rest. Your body needs time to recover. There ain't no quick fix for this, kid.” I pressed my lips together. I didn’t like that answer. Knox was probably losing his mind right now, and Hunter. My stomach clenched. “Will the person I was healing be okay?” She eyed me for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah. What you did should hold. But if you push yourself like that again too soon, you might fall into a magical exhaustion coma, and those are fucking pains in the ass.