Chapter 15:

ZEKE.

With a grunt, I lift Astrid’s body into my arms. Her body is growing cold, damn.

“Oh my goddess. Is she going to be alright?” People almost shove their eyes at me.

“Move.” I growled lowly, Astrid’s limp body on my arms. Katherine’s walking behind me, tears at the edges of her eyes; she’s waving her hands frantically.

“I swear. She told me about the cold, but she jumped. I saw it with my two eyes; she literally jumped into the water.” She wails, but I ignore her. Astrid’s safety is the only thing I am concerned about.

I move through the gathering crowd, positioning Astrid as I climb the steps of the rooms. I turn the knob, before flicking on the lights. Gently, I placed her on the bed.

Water rushes faintly down her already wet hair, her pale lashes stained with water. Her eyes are tightly shut. When I place my hand on her forehead, it’s cold.

I wrapped the covers over her body, hoping it will stop the cold, but she’s still shivering. I remember last time when she caught a cold. I