Maddox burst through the double doors. He shoved past Jaxon and Aldric, ignoring their glowing hands, and dropped to his knees beside the bed.
"Baby." His hand found her face. "Wake up for me."
She didn't wake up.
Her hair was luminous white, bright enough that looking directly at it made his eyes water. It seemed to be getting brighter by the second.
The heat radiating off of her felt like an oven door opened in his face.
He pulled her off the bed and into his arms like she weighed nothing. His skin lit gold immediately, matching her glow. His dragon rumbled as his body began drinking the heat inside of her.
That's when he knew this wasn't that. Sure, he still pulled merge heat from her. But this was something else. A warning.
"She's burning up." He pressed his palm to her forehead and his jaw tightened. "This is past my flame. What is wrong with her?"
