Thoren
Nevara’s eyes rolled back before the final word left her mouth.
Her body went limp against the pillows.
“Nevara.”
Her hand slipped from her stomach and fell beside her. I caught it, but her fingers did not close around mine.
The blood beneath her nose continued to run, leaving a thin red trail across her cheek. Her breathing came in shallow, uneven pulls, each one too quiet beneath the frantic pounding of my own heart.
“Get the physician,” I ordered.
Kael was already through the door.
Drake stood frozen near the wall, every trace of humor gone from his face.
“Babes?” he whispered.
“She cannot hear you.”
The words tore something open inside me.
She could not hear me either.
I leaned over her and pressed two fingers against her throat. Her pulse raced beneath my touch, fa
