Wendy's POV.

One second George was standing tall , the next his knees buckled underneath him.

“George,” I shouted running towards him as he collapsed on the cold floor.

Gasps tore across the room and everywhere scattered in confusion, the elders murmured among themselves, Edward took a step back.

I didn't have time to look at his expressions as I was expecting help from them but his smirk was replaced with confusion.

I dropped to my knees beside George, I carried his head in my palms and I felt his burning temperature.

His breathing was ragged, and his heartbeat hollow.

“George,” I lowered to whisper in his ear, “Come on,...