EIRA’S POV
The words she had spoken echoed in my head. My mind was spinning, and I could feel tears pricking the corner of my eyes. I tried to inhale, but it felt like my lungs had constricted, refusing to let air in and out of it.
Tears spilled out from my eyes without warning.
“So, am I dying? Are my own mates killing me?” I asked, pressing a hand to my chest as my heart stuttered.
“Not yet,” aunt Lydia said, “But if this continues, then-“
A sob broke free from my lips before I could control it. “They’re killing me...the ones I love, they’re killing me.”
I shook my head, unable to phantom that the men I loved with my very being would do something like this to me. My teary eyes trailed to the fire and I watched the flames dance, a feeling rising up in my throat. I just couldn’t acce
