Mira
“Mira! Mira! Your mate!” I heard someone shout from the living room, making me bolt upright from a dead sleep.
“Mira, get in here! Your mate needs you!” grandmum Coralanna insisted, reaching down to help me stand.
“Where is he?” I asked, wiping the sleep from my eyes.
“He collapsed in the living room,” she answered, rushing ahead of me.
Collapsed! I thought to myself, as concern rushed over my senses. Sprinting past my grandmum, I reached the living room mere seconds later and ran straight to Craig.
He was lying unconscious next to the couch, and it scared me. I didn’t know what happened. All I knew was that he looked pale as a ghost, and he didn’t respond when I shook his body and said his name.
“What was he doing when he collapsed?” I asked, glancing around at every
