#Chapter 141 – Duty and Loyalty

Lila The fever came back slowly, I didn’t notice at first. It was the chill that never quite left my fingers, the way light blurred at the edges of my vision. Then the trembling started; small at first, then it was harder to ignore. I’d tried to sit up on my own. The room spun. “Careful,” came a voice, deep and steady. It was Ronan. His hands were under my arms before I could protest, easing me back down onto the bed with a gentleness I didn’t expect from the tough Royal Beta. The sheets felt too hot and too cold at the same time. My skin prickled, my scalp was damp with sweat. “I’m fine,” I whispered. The lie tasted bitter. “You’re not,” he said, without judgment. I was too tired to argue with him. Roman lifted a cup of broth and held it to my lips. I drank slowly, the warmth burning down my throat. He held the cup again and again until I shook my head and turned away. I let my head fall back against the pillow. The ceiling above me blurred into soft haze. “Where