Ezra POV
I was replying and sending emails when my neck started to burn. I looked down at Kat sleeping beside me, her head still on my chest; when the burning grew so intense, I rubbed my mark, trying to stop the burning sensation when suddenly I felt deathly cold. Mateo jumps awake and gasps, and I feel Kat’s skin lose its warmth against my skin. I roll her off, yet she is unresponsive, black veins wriggling beneath her skin and her temperature falling and rising dramatically.
“Get Mathias,” I tell Mateo, shaking Kat’s shoulders and gripping her chin.
“Kat?” I lightly tapped her cheek before putting my ear to her chest, yet I could hear the thudding of our babies' chests, yet her heart suddenly stopped. I started chest compressions while I could see Mateo’s eyes glazed over. The veins
