Chapter 22

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Jonathan     It took everything in me not to hurl when I saw Alandra puke on Charlie. He was standing on the other side of the bed when she had lurched, her body convulsing. As gross as this was, she was my mate and I had to take care of her.      I rolled her on her side in case she had to upchuck again. Then Charlie snapped at me to roll her on her left side, not her right. Something about it's bad to roll them on their right. He left to go to the bathroom while I wiped Alandras' mouth and tried to clean her up.     Her body was burning hot, but she was shivering as if she was cold. I felt completely lost and afraid. What do I do? Do I put a blanket on her or not? What did you do for someone who is going through detox?     Alandra whimpered and my heart squeezed. My poor mate. Seeing

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