Chapter 97 - Drink

Zendedari jerked himself awake ten minutes later, then cursed at the clumsiness that sent pain spiraling through his body. He felt hunger, weakness, a swaying dizziness. Black eyes leapt to Caitlin. She was still peering at a notebook, pencil clenched in her teeth. Her skin was so pale, it was nearly translucent. The intense emotions in the room were hers, yet she seemed not to notice. Her mind fought to merge with his; he could feel it tuning itself, vibrating with need, but she was disciplined, strong, and very determined. She brought her thoughts back under control, focusing on her work.