Twenty-six

ALLISON POV

"Chase," I murmured, attempting to shake him awake. He was still fast asleep in the bathtub.

I had been tempted to check twice if he was still breathing, placing my finger close to his nose and feeling for a pulse.

I groaned as soon as my hand came into contact with his skin. He was burning again. Even though he had soaked himself in water, his temperature didn't seem to alleviate. With his temperature spiking by the minute, I wouldn't be surprised if the water started steaming.

"She's just a child," Chase whispered, making me frown. His eyes were still closed. It was as if he was trying to wake up but having difficulty doing so.

Sitting near the tub, I dipped my hand into the water, gently caressing his thigh. "I hope you're not enjoying making me feel agitated," I said.

Then, my mind wandered back to Artemisia. She hadn't called back like she wanted to, and I didn't want to disturb her, especially knowing Sinclair was with her. I would only be putting both her and myself