Third Person's POVSeraphina backed into Mortimer, pressing her spine flush against his chest to brace his weight and share her body heat.She was desperate to warm his freezing, blood-drained body as his werewolf vitality slipped away."Loosen your grip. Slowly," she said.Mortimer knew what she was trying to do. Gritting his teeth, he resisted. "No.""I know what I'm doing. Lean back," she urged. "I'll support you. Let me give you a chance to rest."When he didn't move, she added, "Mortimer, if you leave me alone in here, I never want to see you again.""Sera..."Her tone softened. The thin air made it hard to breathe, and the lack of oxygen fed her panic."Mortimer, I'm terrified of sitting here alone, waiting to die. I need you to talk to me. Distract me."She squeezed his arm. "Help me. Stay with me, okay?"A long moment passed before Mortimer let out a low, ragged groan."Okay," he managed.
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