"Kira!" Liam snaps as I drop haphazardly on the bed, my mind all over the place. He breezes my way. "What's wrong? You look pale." He quickly takes me into his arms.

"I'm cold." I shiver, and he looks even more bemused. "I'm fine, I'm just cold." I yield in his embrace.

"Okay, relax," he breathes, hugging me tight. "You're not burning, are you in pain?" he asks as I breathe soundly, my cheek against his firm chest.

I thought I'm done with this feeling, why is it so strong?

"Nothing happened, I can do it," I think out loud.

"What?" Liam questions, his brows creased together in confusion. "What's...