Forty Four- Kiara

“Xander!“ A shrill familiar scream reached his ears.

Fumes of flames engulfed the living room, the burning heat drying up whatever sweat drops tried to form on his skin. There was only one passageway with less fire in the house. He can go through there.

“Hey. It's fine. I am coming.“ Uncertainty clogged his voice.

It was most definitely not fine. He felt pressure building inside of him to make it in time and save her. It was enough to crush him from within but he needed to have some composure.

If they can both make it alive it would be a miracle. He reached for a blanket strewn on the floor and wrapped himself with it to provide little protection before sauntering through the flames of hell tearing down every part of his home.

“Xander… I am starting to burn. I can't breathe.“ Her voice became faint, almost inaudible to hear. His heart raced for the first time in fear of what can happen. He prays no harm comes to her. He would personally kill Estoc, his blood boiled hotter than the