Winston's Pov
When Elizabeth touched me, the hotness I felt from her hands sent a spark into my entire core and I became hard instantly. Her temperature seemed high but I needed her. I needed to have her at that moment if I had a choice and I wanted to make her feel okay at the same time. She can't be falling sick while I feed my selfish interest.
When she clasped her lips on mine again, I couldn't help but grip her closer, making her warm body touch mine. The coldness that surrounded my body vanished instantly and I decided it was okay to feel her on me. It would be better if I received her hotness while she takes mine. She must've suffered from fighting so hard to live.
I was informed by the pack doctor that assuming he hadn't attended to her immediately, she might not have survived
