My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 45

Sera

A violent shiver ripped through my spine. My teeth clamped together so hard my jaw ached. My stomach cramped, a sharp, twisting pain that made me curl into a tight ball on the floor. The forced healing. Yvara had warned me. My body had burned through its fuel to stitch my skin together. Now it was starving, cannibalizing itself for energy.

"Food," I gasped. My throat was completely dry. "Mina. Food."

"I will get it. Stay here." Mina scrambled up and ran out the door.

I lay curled on the rug, my muscles locking up. The cold seeped directly into my bones, freezing me to the floor. I couldn't move. I hated the feeling. It was a sickening, suffocating helplessness.

I had felt helpless before.

I remember my second month in Blackwater. The head maid, a bitter woman named Clara, had deliberately dumped my basket of clean laundry into the mud of the courtyard. When I confronted her, she laughed in my face. She called me a stray Omega whore who was playing house.

I went straight to Kane. I was shaking with righteous anger. I expected him to drag Clara out of the kitchens and strip her of her position immediately.

Instead, Kane sighed. He set down his pen, leaned back in his heavy leather chair, and rubbed his temples like I was giving him a headache.

"Sera, you are overreacting," he said. His voice was calm.

"Overreaction? Are serious right now! Kane, she dumped my clothes in the mud, and you think I’m overreacting?”

“Relax, baby.”

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