Chapter 175

I was swung up into Rohan's arms.

I fought him, but he was too strong for me to break his hold. "Let go of me."

He muttered something that sounded like "I wish I could." But that couldn't be right because he deposited me carefully back on the bed, folding the covers over my legs.

"Rest. I have the hawkweed for the spell." He still clutched something in his fist, squeezing it in small pulses.

"How?"

Tighter and tighter he squeezed. The bones in his hands tensed. "I bought it and had it couriered."

"In the hour or two I was gone?"

"Try fifteen."

I blinked. "Still not possible. Couriers require overnight delivery."

"I arranged it privately." This was the first time it hit me that Rohan probably had a lot of money from his rock star days and if anyone could have arranged this, it was him.

Blood trickled out from between his fingers.

I grabbed his hand, forcing it open. "Ro. Stop. You're hurting yourself."