Chapter Eighteen: Seeds of Ease
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POV: *Fate*
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Panic filled my senses, jolting me awake.
“No, no, don’t move,” Cerberus said sternly, placing his hand on my shoulder.
I am sure he put his hand there to calm me. If we had been camping or I had been napping, it would have calmed my startled state. This time all it did was make me panic more.
I hastily threw the covers off of my body. The motion pulled tender skin at my wrists where someone placed an IV.
“D*mn it, Fate. You were shot, and if Lavender sees you out of this bed, she may just kill us both,” he said impatiently, and the mention of lavender did what his hand didn’t do.
“She’s okay?” I asked, and he nodded animatedly.
“We got lucky-” He started, but my heart leaped into my throat.
I wasn’t sure I wanted him to finish that statement. Not considering the state in which we had found her in the male waiting area.