Chapter 85

Abby

By eight the next morning, Kade had asked me how I felt four times.

I had answered honestly the first two.

By the third, I started getting creative.

“Delicate.”

He looked up from the bag he was packing.

“Abby.”

“Fading rapidly.”

“Very funny.”

“Possibly moments from death.”

He zipped the bag harder than necessary.

I smiled.

The completed bond made teasing him almost unfair now. He could pretend to be annoyed, but beneath it I felt the relief every time I moved around the room without getting dizzy.

I also felt the worry.

That part never disappeared completely.

“I’m fine.”

Kade glanced at me.

“Actually?”

“Yes.”

No weakness.

No headache.

No strange surge of power since yesterday’s ceremony.

Just soreness in places that were still healing and the lingering exhaustion Daphne said might take weeks to disappear completely.

Kade studied me ano