Cameron’s POV
The flames die out as she closes her eyes and starts to fall to the ground. I catch her before she can make contact with the stone steps. She isn’t burned anywhere. Her beautiful soft skin was untouched by the burning flames.
I’m frantic and broken at the sight and thought of my mate being dead. My heart is breaking inside my chest. Noah howling in my head in grief. To be this close to having her back then to lose her at the final moment was torture to my mind, my heart and my soul.
Then I hear her heart still beating. How is it still beating? How is she still alive when every legend said that the blue flame would kill her?
I take her face in my hands and softly say, “Jamie, please wake up.”
I don't feel the electricity from our skin contact like I no
