Like the first breeze of spring after a long winter, her faint breath swept across his skin in the darkness, making Erin Xavier freeze in place.
Goosebumps crawled over his skin. He desperately wanted to throw Zoe Pierce off and leap away.
But she was clinging to him, mumbling something under her breath that made his mouth go dry.
"Zoe Pierce!" he called out nervously. "Zoe, what's wrong with you?"
Before long, the roles were completely reversed.
He reached out and touched Zoe Pierce's neck. Her skin was far hotter than normal—she felt like a ball of fire. Beads of sweat were already seeping from her neck and hairline.
Erin Xavier kept calling Zoe Pierce's name, but she didn't respond at all.
Her temperature was alarmingly high, and so was her spiritual power. Her defensive spiritual power was flickering on and off.
'I have to get out of here.'
Erin Xavier glanced around, but then he felt a pair of soft arms snake around his neck.
