/Ember’s POV/
It’s happening again, seeing her life in danger and honestly, I’m losing my sh*t. Why does this keep happening? My heart was racing just like the swift movement of my feet as I dashed into that burning building without a second thought, Even werewolves are susceptible to fire and it’s one of the few things actually lethal to us but I don’t care as long as I can protect her. Tracing her by her scent, I saw her passed out in the middle of the burning tables and chairs; it’s almost unbelievable.
My heart felt like it was ripped, torn into shreds, as I saw her fragile, helpless body amidst the burning flames. Strangely, my magic on her had made a dome around her, but even if the fire didn’t touch her, her body was blazing hot; the heat and smoke were enough to make her pass o
