Willow’s POV
It’s the third morning that I’ve woken up without my mate, on this uncomfortable bed in this dust covered room. I laid there watching the sun climb above the trees from the bed I have barely moved from. I closed my eyes again to try and pass out once more. I was feeling the effects of him not being with me and my heat being at its strongest. Agony was an understatement for what I was going through. I had been traveling in and out of consciousness feeling like I was on fire from the fever this time. It was like I was melting yet still breathing and living. like I was being dragged through the depths of hell just to feel the kiss of fire on my body.
I heard the door to my room unlatch and I slowly opened my bloodshot eyes again to see Stone bringing me food and water. He had
