Natalie's POV
I could not stop shaking. The blue glow had faded from my skin but the cold had not. I was freezing from the inside out like someone had replaced my bones with ice. Xander wrapped me in his coat and sat me in front of the fireplace in his suite but it was not helping. The flames danced and crackled but the heat could not touch whatever was wrong inside me.
"Drink this." Xander shoved a mug into my hands. Something hot and herbal that smelled like a garden caught fire. I sipped it because arguing seemed like too much effort. It tasted like burnt flowers but warmth spread through my chest and made breathing easier.
"What was that light?" I asked.
Xander did not answer. He was pacing again with his phone pressed to his ear, barking orders at whoever was unlucky enough to be
