Chapter 24. The Rider

Anna Marie

She had never felt so burning hot in her entire life. Every inch of her body felt like it was simmering from the inside. Only Lucas’s touch had soothed her. Icy baths helped extremely.

Rie was drifting between sleep and wakefulness. Uncaring of the time. She was in a dream world, and she had a task to accomplish. Something vital. It had to be done, and it had to be attained.

Her head thrashed on the pillows, her eyes clenched shut. Needing answers to survive.

“Sweetheart,” his soothing voice was a balm to her soul. She whimpered.

“Luc,” she murmured raspily. “Water.”

She could feel his arms surrounding her, and he supported her body, guiding her to recline on their bed; a few seconds later, she felt the glass on her lips. She took a grateful gulp of the icy cold water.

“Slowly, my queen.” He whispered. His lips were on her hair. Sighing, Rie slumped back on the cushions. Her eyes fluttered, slowly opening; with tired and heavy lid