Chapter 39

THIRTY-NINE 

Back at Moonhaven camp, inside Asher's tent, a different kind of battle was being fought.

Lily was standing over her brother, her hands were clenched into fists as she watched him struggle to sit up.

His skin was weaker than usual, sweat was all over his brow. Every breath he took was really labored, and his usual sharp eyes were really dull.

"Asher, you are getting worse." She said sharply.

"It is just exhaustion. I will be fine." He scoffed, trying to brush her off.

"Don't lie to me." Lily's jaw tightened.

"You are overreacting." Asher let out a very slow breath, running a hand through his hair.

"Overreacting? You just tried to make it through the last battle! And now, you are acting like this is nothing?" Lily let out a bitter laugh.

"Lily..." He sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"No!" she snapped, stepping closer.