When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70
LOGAN

I jolt awake as an ear-piercing scream shatters the silence.

Artemisia is clawing onto the bed sheets as Matthew is already leaning over her, trying to calm her down.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I ask her, trying to take her face into my hands but as soon as I touch her she screams again.

Fuck.

Her skin seems to burn up as she breathes heavily.

Panic expands in my chest, sorrow squeezing around my heart as I look at my brother. He must be wearing the same expression as mine as he looks back at me worried. “What shall we do?”

“Love,” I try again, just getting another heart-shattering scream from her.

Those aren’t…

Looking at Matthew, I can see that he had the same thought as he gulps. “Where is Fynn?”

Son of a bitch!

‘Finnegan!’ I mind-link him, not getting any response. ‘Finnegan, I swear to the Goddess!’

Just as I’m about to touch her again, the door opens and Cayden runs into the room. His hair is dishevelled, and I can’t tell the last time I saw him this lost. “What is going on?”

“We don’t know. She started crying and screaming out of nowhere.” I make a little pause as if the words risked burning my tongue. “I tried to contact Fynn but he isn’t responding.”

He growls, and I see his eyes glaze over. I know that Finnegan is immune to his Alpha command but his mind-link will surely be more difficult to block than mine.

“I also had a few warriors fetch him,” he murmurs as he moves onto the bed and leans over Artemisia. “Missy?” He calls for her, finally getting another reaction than we got.

“Make it stop,” she cries, breaking my heart. “It burns. It hurts so much!”

I hold her hand that is clawing onto the bed sheet but let go immediately as she screams in pain once again. Clenching my jaw, I get out of bed. “I’m going to get his ass out of whatever bed he is in.”

I’m just about to walk to the door as Finnegan barges into it. His shocked expression moves onto Artemisia convulsing in pain on the bed before he looks at me.

Grabbing him by the collar of his t-shirt, I push him into the wall. I fight hard to keep Ethan from taking over as I bark at him. “What the fuck were you doing?”

“I was playing cards, you idiot,” he pushes me back easily, pulling his t-shirt into place. “What the fuck were you thinking I was doing, huh?”

My chest heaves as I keep myself in check, and he moves to the bed. “Fucking move out of my way!”

Matthew and Cayden move at his barked order, and I clench my fists as I see him lying down behind Artemisia.