Chapter 76
By the time Malakor brought Warlord and Arden back to the Yellow Moon pack, the sky was beginning to pale with the first hints of dawn. Warlord was still slightly delirious from the lack of oxygen, his movements heavy and uncoordinated, but he was out of danger—provided he got some sleep.
Unfortunately, Arden didn’t have that luxury. She had a scant two hours before she needed to pack her belongings and leave Yellow Moon to head back to the Fae Kingdom with Calliope.
“You need to rest,” Arden told Warlord, who was stubbornly fighting to keep his eyes open.
“I need to spend every last second I have with you,” Warlord countered, his voice thick with exhaustion and a refusal to let go.
“Westley, you just suffered massive pulmonary trauma. You need to rest,” Arden insisted, gen
