Chapter 41

Anna’s POV

Four weeks later…

The morning started rougher than usual. I was woken with an awful feeling crawling up my throat, and before I even had time to breathe properly, I rushed to the toilet and bent over, throwing up until my stomach was empty. My knees shook, my palms pressed to the cold tiles, and I just sat there for a moment, panting. My whole body was hot, feverish since yesterday, and nothing felt right. “What is happening to me?” I muttered to myself, wiping my mouth with trembling hands before dragging myself back to my room.

I collapsed onto my bed, hoping to just lay down a bit while deciding whether I should go to the hospital, but then my phone buzzed. I reached for it lazily, only for my eyes to widen when I saw the sender.

Mom.

Her text was long, but I read it word for word:

Mom: Anna, your dad and I are coming over today. This evening by 6 p.m., we’ll pick you up for the dinner with Alpha King George and his