Chapter 205 One week Later
Sage POV Sweat glistened on my skin as I waited for Jonah to get home from school. It was extremely hot today as I waited for the bus that would drop Jonah at the end of the entryway into the pack. Laying on the grass under the shade of a tree, I sit up when I hear the bus coming down the road. The blue and white bus pulled up just as I got to my feet.
“Mama” Jonah squeals, jumping down the bus steps before skipping over to me with a picture in his hand. I smile down at him as he shows me a picture he painted.
“Oh wow, it is lovely,” I tell him, taking it from his little hands as the bus pulls away, leaving.
“Do you like it?” He asks and I nod before reaching down and hugging him, his scent soothing after the boring day I have had, Andrei has been busy in the city helping Lucas, but he rang me a few hours ago to tell me he was on his way home. I was expecting him back any minute. He was trying to get home before Jonah
was trying to get hom before Jonah finished, but must have got stuck in the evening traffic. “Can we stick it on the fridge?” Jonah asks, excitedly.
“If we can find room, we might have to put it in dad’s office. The fridge is running out of room,” I tell him. He nods happily, taking my hand and we start the long walk back to the pack house.
Halfway back, I pull Jonah off to the side o fthe dirt road, needing to have a break. I a m sweating profusely and feeling light headed.
“Are you ok Mum?” Jonah asks as I flop down on the grass.
“Yes, I am fine. It is just boiling today,” I tell him, and his brows scrunch together,
“It’s not hot, I have goosebumps, look” Jonah tells me, holding his arm up to show me. I blink twice before looking up a t the sky. The sun was out yet looking at Jonah. His lips were blue, and he is covered in goosebumps. Confusion sets i n, though I thought it odd earlier that I saw Zane in a jumper.
saw Zane in a jumper
“Maybe you’re coming down with something,” I tell him, reaching up and cupping his forehead with my hand. Yet I couldn’t feel his temperature at all against my clammy hand.
“Your face is very red,” Jonah tells me and I observe him, his lips trembling slightly. Yet, I felt like I was burning up. Maybe I was coming down with something. Standing up, Jonah grabs my hand as I sway slightly, dizzy from standing up too fast. The feeling doesn’t leave though as we slowly trek back to the pack house. My vision blurred, and I was becoming hotter, my skin burning and my mouth was so dry.
“Jonah, have you got any water in your drink bottle?” I ask him. He stops dropping his school bag on the ground before rummaging through it and retrieving his blue water bottle. It was still half full, and I popped the lid and gulped some water down. Quenching my thirst before squirting some in my hand and wetting my face and the back of my neck.
My surroundings spin when I hand it back to him. Jonah is watching me, his lips
to him. Jonah is wat ng me, his lips pursed, and he shakes my arm gently as h e tries to pull me along with him. Staggering forward, I tried to force my feet to keep moving, though every step was getting harder to take. Vertigo washing over me in waves when i exhale loudly. Jonah stops and I nearly trip over him.
“You smell funny. Are you sure you’re alright?” Jonah says. I try to gently nudge him forward to keep going. The simple motion throwing my balance off and the ground is suddenly rushing toward my face. I don’t even feel it when my body hits the ground. I hear the air leave my lungs, but all I could think about was the burning sensation that was rolling over m y entire body. My blood felt like it was boiling in my veins.
Jonah’s shrieks of panic become dimmer a s all sound becomes muffled and I force myself to roll on my back as I stared up at him. My entire body felt heavy, like I was weighed down.
“Mum, mum” Jonah’s face turning purple as he shook me, yelling for me, tears streaming down his face. I wanted to
streaming down his e. I wanted to comfort him, desperately to sooth him, but my muscles locked and I was seeing double. Jonah looks over his shoulder before suddenly he is gone. Managing to turn my head, I could see the silhouette of a car driving towards him before dust from the gravel road filled the road and I hear the screeching of tyres on the road. My heart jolts in my chest as I see the car headed straight at Jonah as he waved his arms. Adrenaline shoots through me and I sit up. I could hear the car sliding across the gravel when a dust cloud engulfed Jonah. The engine suddenly cuts out as I stagger, falling a couple of times as I race toward him. When he suddenly disappears amongst the dust from the road, my shriek of fear rings loudly in my head.
“He is fine,” He said to me. And he was right. When we could step back in, I found my men on the ground out cold and Kyan walking toward us.
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