chapter 18

Ezra I am so focused on replying and sending emails that I don’t notice how much time passes as my mates fall asleep. This isn’t the first time they rested while I work, but it’s so worth it and way better than locking myself away in my office. A few minutes of more emails and some quick chats pass until I promise myself I will get some rest as soon as I get to the last email and answer it. However, the idea fades when my neck burns. I look down at Kat, sleeping beside me. Her head is still on my chest, and I shake off the feeling for a brief moment, assuming it has to be my imagination. Not long after that, the burning grows intense, I rub my mark. I try to stop the fiery sensation, when suddenly I feel deathly cold. As if ice is filling up my veins and freezing the blood in my body. Even my fingertips feel like they’re freezing. Mateo jumps awake, and gasps and Kat’s skin loses its warmth against mine. I roll her off, yet she is unresponsive. My eyes widen at the sight of black veins