Tazanna threw herself on the bed, burying her face in the pillow before she screamed. She screamed and screamed, trying to get rid of all the negative feelings that were floating inside her. She turned, trying to get as much air as she could, but she felt as if her lungs were not working. Placing her hand over her chest, gasping. A moan of pain escaped her, tears blinding her eyes. Getting up, she tried to make her way to the door, but her legs felt leaden. “Oh!”
All of a sudden, hands were holding her up, small electric shocks traveling from where the hands were holding her.
“Breath, baby!” the voice ordered gently but firmly.
“I-I can’t,” Tazanna gasped, her hands tightening on the person’s arm. From the electric shocks, she knew it was one of her mates. She blinked, bringing to focus
