Chapter 67

I think they bathed me after they were finished. Since I passed out once Master Damien was done with me, I wasn’t sure. Considering how sticky I felt the next morning, they might not have, though.

I woke before anyone else and wandered out toward the bathroom. It was one of those mornings where I would have drunk coffee back home. I felt like a zombie. I was sitting on the pot before I realized there wasn’t anyone to wipe me. As I reached for the rag on the counter, I was stopped. Master Christof laid his hand over mine and looked pissed.

“What are you doing?” he asked. He towered over me the way Master Damien did when he was angry.

“I’m sorry, Christof…Master Christof. I forgot to get someone to come with me,” I stuttered.

He’d never been so harsh with me. As he picked up the rag and cleaned me, it finally hit me.

“Your bond with your brothers is fixed isn’t it, Master Christof?”

“We are bonded again, yes. It will take time to become as strong as