Chapter 861 Wild With Fever

• Aris
• Her fever spikes. She groans, gasping. I lift her off the soaking wet sheets and carry her across the hall to my bedroom. I kick open the bathroom door so hard the hinges bend. It’ll never shut properly again, but it doesn’t matter.
• Her heat seeps into my skin. I turn on the shower, stepping in fully clothed, pressing her body, draped in nothing but underwear and an old shirt… my shirt, for some reason, to my chest. The water is like ice as it flows over us, but after a few aching minutes, she grows quiet, relaxed, and then the fever breaks, and she shivers. I only leave the shower when her teeth begin to chatter.