Chapter 15

Stay, something in the back of his mind demanded briefly but he shook it off. “You can’t go yet; you’ll be here for at least another three days so you can get better.”

“I must go now, the longer we remain in proximity the stronger the bond becomes.” Ardala struggled upright in the bed and shoved the blankets away before looking at the iv line in her arm and setting her fingers on it. “What is this?”

“It’s a needle, feeding you saline to increase your blood pressure.” He reached out to stop her as she started picking the tape away. “Leave it alone, you need it.”

She shook her head and ripped the needle from her arm with a wince. He could see the blood start as she stood shakily. “I must go, farewell. You will not see me again; I will ensure it.”

She started away from him and made it through the door and into the hallway. He followed her, drawn by something akin to need. “You can’t go, you’re sick. Ardala, you have hypothermia and a stab wound. You can’t go haring off yet.”