o A thick, cold blanket spreads from the tips of my toes, around my ankles, up to my calves, and through my thighs. My legs tingle as if they are starting to fall asleep.
"Don't close your eyes, Brea!" Aiden's voice booms through my head. "Whatever you do! Keep them open! Do you hear me!"
"I… I'm trying," I whisper back weakly.
Blazing flames engulf around his wings as he watches in fear the way I shiver against the leather straps. Gripping his hands against his side, I knew he was fighting back the willpower to break me free.
"Listen to me, Brea!" He begs mercifully. "You have to hang on! You can fight through this!"
Aiden's body comes closer to the bed, but the moment his kneecap almost touches the mattress, he stops himself. "Dammit!" yells out in anger.
"It's okay," I try to
