“Gabriel!”
A voice called out to him and shook his shoulders with enough force to jolt his entire body. It wasn’t a welcome feeling. Far from it. The pain came alive like a burning fire under his skin. He groaned and tried to move away from the hands.
“Oh, thank god. He’s alive!” the voice said anxiously. “Gabriel? Wake up. Open your eyes.”
“Jocelyn. Stop shaking him, for heaven’s sake!” Another voice said.
Gabriel groaned again as he was suddenly released and back on his back. He tried to open his eyes, but that wasn’t happening. Speaking was also out of the question since his throat felt like he had swallowed sand.
Jocelyn stood and ran a shaky hand over her hair. Sweat rolled down her temples onto her neck and disappeared into the neckline of her T-shirt. A tremor traveled through
