Chapter 25 A New World

• My head throbbed so violently I thought I might throw up. I had no idea how long I’d been unconscious—just that Deric was responsible for it. I was being carried, slung over his shoulder like a sack of flour. The realization that I was completely at his mercy made my stomach churn. I wanted to struggle, to kick, to scream, but my body refused to cooperate. I felt weak, immobilized by whatever spell or drug he’d used on me. My voice, however, was still working just fine.
• “You fucking bitch! Do you have any idea what you’re doing? This is kidnapping!”
• “Shhh.” Deric’s voice was an unsettling mix of amusement and concern. “I hardly think it counts as kidnapping if I’m helping you out.”