Chapter 76. Her Mate

Rolan

"I-I'm not getting any better," I croaked, my eyes shut with my back clasped on the bed.

I'd been in that pitiful position for over five days now and I had to admit that the only person who could save me was Hermione. Some of my guards had been sent to save her but still there was no trace of her.

"Don't worry, Alpha, you'll be fine soon. I've made more herbs that would help to relieve the pain until she comes." Calypso replied.

If not for the fact that I couldn't get up, I would have thrown away the pot of herbs that he kept beside my bed. The concoction had a foul smell that made me nauseous each time the smell drifted to my nose.

I opened my eyes and slowly darted my neck to his side. "Just leave." I whispered, my tone laced with anger and exhaustion.

The chair he sat on creaked and then I heard my door being slammed, eliciting a tired sigh from me.

Where are you, Hermione?