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Who knows what kinds of diseases could be passed around? I'm rooted to my spot, trying to calm the growing storm and turmoil threatening to consume me, while my sister lazily pulls on a robe. My heart is hammering painfully, my body burning, yet my lungs are restricted, so I feel like I’m dying. A heavy and sharp gnawing ache in my chest is all I can feel. Drowned out by the rush of blood through my ears and a lightheadedness that is stirring nausea in me.

“What is it?” “Nothing,” she said automatically. “Just…tired.” The ache spiked, sudden and hot, stealing her breath. She hissed, folding forward slightly in the saddle. “Aria.” This time Kael’s tone left no room for evasion. “Talk to me.” She forced words past a suddenly dry throat. “The pup,” she managed. “They’re…upset.” Another lance of pain shot through her abdomen, radiating up into her chest. It's not like a normal cramp. Not like anything she’d felt before. Power flickered along her nerves, unbidden, like a surge trying to break through.

Renia's POV. My mouth tastes like cardboard. Like I haven't brushed in days and my head, well, it feels like I have been hit several times with a sledgehammer. I tried to move my hand to massage my temple but it felt like my hand was being held down by some heavyweight and I started feeling a slight ache in my shoulders, scratch that, my entire body was aching at this point. My head feels like I have been hit over and over again with a hammer and my shoulders felt like it was in the wrong place. My waist too, in fact, my entire body is aching one way or the other.

A tremble not very unlike he had experienced that morning at the Mansion. He feels like he can not breathe properly, or maybe it is because he feels like he is drowning; sinking into a metaphorical ocean, dragged firmly to the sea-bed by heavy chains attached to his limbs. He wants so badly to scream at the top of his lungs; to make the pain stop, but instead, he clenches his teeth harder until his jaw aches. It does not help him at all though, it just makes him feel worse.

Immediately, I signaled for a full search, and the soldiers scattered in different directions. But then— a strange pain hit me. I staggered slightly, my hand pressing against my side as I exhaled sharply. What is this? I had never felt anything like it before. It was sharp… unfamiliar… and strangely intense, like something was pulling at me from a distance. I clenched my jaw and forced myself forward, pushing deeper into the woods despite the growing discomfort.

Beep-beep-beep-beep. "Charlie, calm down," Elara warns, looking at the screen. "Your blood pressure is spiking again. You need to breathe." "I can't breathe!" I gasp. "I’m trapped, Elara! I’m trapped in this bed, in this life, and the only person who could have broken me out climbed out the window to go play hero!" A sudden, vicious tightening seizes my abdomen. It’s not like the cramps from before. This is a vice. A crushing, paralyzing pressure that wraps around my lower back and squeezes until I see stars.

"Alpha Xavier mentioned that. He was quite... concerned." The way he said "concerned" made it sound like an understatement. "Can you describe the pain?" Dr. Chen asked, pulling out a small notepad. "It's not really pain." I said slowly, trying to find the right words. "More like... pressure. Tightness. Like someone's squeezing my chest. It comes and goes." "When does it happen?" I hesitated. "When Xavier is nearby. When he talks to me. When he…" I stopped myself.

Sierra. I wake to a dull ache low in my stomach. At first, it’s faint, something I can almost ignore, but the longer I lie still, the sharper it feels. It feels like a cramp. Like the ones I got during my periods. My hand instinctively goes to my abdomen, pressing lightly, as if that alone could soothe it, and I give it time to ease. Maybe I slept in the wrong position or something.

I inhaled deeply and exhaled gently. He entered me slowly and it wasn't too bad, until at some point I experienced that discomfort he mentioned and I tensed up. I couldn't explain exactly what I felt, but it was like when you try to put clothes in the drawer and your palms press down while the clothes push up. Or when you want to force your foot into a size that is not yours.

It hurts. So badly.