Channelling My Powers

Summer POV

After helping Lesedi and the white witches heal the wounded, I went to my room to take the much needed rest. I do not recall when last I took a warm bath. It has always been soothing and relaxing for me. 

As I got to our room, Michael's scent enveloped me. I greedily inhaled it and it calmed me. I could feel myself about to break down again thinking about my mate. When Harold drove that sword in, it punctured his clavicle bone and slightly grazed his right lung. All in all, my mate is in a very bad condition. Had it been just a normal blade, he would have healed already but this is. silver blade mixed with dark magic. 

I have lot on my mind and I so desperately need to talk to someone. As it is, I have no one to talk to. Everyone is busy helping the injured. I run my water and put bath salts and oils. That has always worked on calming me down. I take off my clothes and slide into the warm and inviting bathtub.&nbs