Eve
My lips pressed together in a grimace as I tried to stop the panicked feeling creeping into my head. Instinct told me to put out the fire, but for some reason, I couldn't bring myself to move.
Axel’s cough was rough, almost violent, and the industrial stove kept spewing smoke.
It would be so easy to just let him choke on it, a wicked part of me whispered. But Maya wouldn’t let me abandon our mate.
"Put out the fire, you fool!" she cried in my head.
I struggled to find my footing as my eyes started to burn. Stumbling forward, I headed for the stove. Flames licked at the metal, and the knobs and burners were different from what I was used to. It was a huge machine, and I had no idea how to work it. My heart pounded, and my vision blurred from the fumes.
"What the hell are these terms?" I cried out. The controls were written in some twisted scientific language. I twisted one knob desperately, but nothing happened.
Axel was on all fours now. Every muscle in his body seemed locked in a
