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worse? Suddenly, my ribcage became too small to accommodate my pounding heart. A sharp, high-pitched tone harassed my ears as panic slowly clawed its way out to the surface. I couldn't breathe. I cradled my head in my hands, ineptly trying to push more air into my lungs.

He concludes and in a matter of seconds slides of the bed and leaves through the door. I rest my hand on my heart that beats like a beast caged within my ribs. What is this fever?

Aurora Maxwell My heartbeat, that is all I could hear as it drums in my ear. It goes faster and faster, I don't know what to do to calm it down. I kept hearing it beat, how my heart pumps my blood trough my veins at a fast lighting speed. I tried to move around my body, to find a more comfortable position, in the hopes that my heartbeat will slow down. But I only made it worse, it had become clear to me that I was in some way tied down, to what I think is a mattress or a ground,I wasn't too sure.

Shaking hands, watering eyes, trembling lips, heavy breathing, squeezed heart and abnormal pulse rate. Everything was horrible while I'm walking out to nowhere. My mind was empty as I still tried to inject in my system what Celestine and Thunder have said. It was my first day going back in this country yet a lot of unbelievable things just happened.

His heartbeat was loud in his head and felt throughout his body, and he made his breathing thrum along with it. Jasper was fine. Jasper was safe. Jasper was right here.

The sharp sound of shattering glass jolted me awake. My heart slammed against my ribcage, a frantic rhythm that echoed in my ears as I jolted upright. The once quiet room was now thick with an unsettling stillness, the kind that made the hairs on the back of my neck rise. Shadows stretched across the walls, shifting with the faint flicker of the streetlights filtering through the partially drawn curtains. Each breath I took was uneven, shuddering past my lips as my chest rose and fell in rapid succession.

Damian said, his voice dropping an octave. "Stay focused. Ground yourself." I didn't answer. The Sovereign engine in my chest was redlining, the Third Heartbeat thudding in a frantic, syncopated rhythm that felt like it was trying to punch through my ribs. Seventy-two beats. Seventy-two beats. It was mimicking him, but it was moving too fast, dragging my nervous system along for the ride. My skin was misting. White vapor rose from my arms in thick plumes as my sweat vaporized the second it hit the air. The silver threads lacing through my wrists glowed so bright they burned through the thin silk of my robe.

Still—he’s so angry right now, it’s terrifying. "Alright," I try to calm my racing heart and the tremor in my body.

My heart skips a beat. Shit.

I’m sure everyone around me can sense I’m on some kind of high. I see the blue dots moving around, he’s typing again. It takes me twice to read the message he just sent because I can’t believe what it says. I think I’m going to die. My heart is racing, I’ve got heart palpitations and I feel as if I’m about to bawl into tears and break down. It’s becoming difficult to breathe.