Chapter 11Unable to warm up, Julen moaned in misery as he shivered beneath a pile of blankets. He didn’t understand what was wrong, why he felt so ill, or why he felt as if a part of him was missing. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Aleck’s face.
“Why didn’t you love me? I loved you.”
“I do love you.”
At the sound of Aleck’s familiar and loved voice, tears slid down Julen’s cheeks. “Just a spell. Just a spell.”
“No it wasn’t. I was never under a spell.”
His fantasy was out of control. Julen was sure he felt strong arms surround him, and pull his against a broad chest. He sighed, nestling closer, feeling warmth creep slowly back into his body. “Dream,” he whispered.
“No dream, Julen. Just relax, we’re going to be just fine.”
Sighing happily, Julen closed his eyes, letting the he
