Chapter Seventy

I’m still me.

“Out, everybody OUT!” I awake to the angry voice of Lance coming from the living room of his apartment. I am laying in his bed, oblivious to how long I may have been laying here.

“Lance, I have questions…” A stern female voice objects.

“I said OUT!” He roars out loud. He can’t talk to the Lycan Queen like that, he’ll get arrested or something.

“Lance…calm down.” Blake growls at her cousin.

“I’m not going until she is awake.” I hear Axel start a sit-in protest as he makes himself comfortable on the sofa.

“Axel, she is mine not yours!” He growls at his good friend.

“Not yet she isn’t and I’m not going until I know she is okay!” Axel growls in return.

“Fine.” Lance sighs.

“Everybody else out.” He orders.

“No Lance, this is a big deal. Why were the witches talking about Aida being dead, is it a premonition?” Blake pushes for information.

“I can’t remember…”

“Bullshit. I saw what the witches did to you. They showed you something…something from Aida’s past.” Rafe pip