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    Look, I’m no fighter and the Shifters move way faster than I can even properly process in this stressful


    situation. I watched the Shifter woman leap towards the redhead (I have got to learn these people’s


    names!) and the next thing I know, both women are screaming and the living room is lit up with blue


    mes that are steadily growing. I watch as Shaun and Darrien leap at the Shifter woman and help her


    tear off her burning shirt. Bemy takes the chance to shift and a few momentster hisrge ck cat


    form isunching towards the Witch in an attempt to knock her down. He pulls back at thest second


    as mes light up in front of him, spreading and essentially splitting the room in half with us on one side


    and the Witch on the other. She’spletely trapped, both by us and the fire which is steadily going


    out of control. There is smoke in the air making it hard to see what’s going on and the smoke in the air


    is making it difficult to breathe. My throat is so dry and my lungs are struggling. I feel a tugging at my


    arm. I turn and see Aaron trying to get my attention. He is gesturing for me to follow him out of the


    room and away from the fire which hasn’t quite reached the door yet. He tugs my arm again but I pull


    away. I can’t just LEAVE. Not while Bemy and all the others are still here. Plus there’s Kiara. Wait,


    where is Kiara? I can’t see her anywhere. She isn’t on this side of the fire… so she must be over with


    the Witch. But where? I can’t see her, not that I can see much of anything. Aaron persists on trying to


    get me to leave, taking my arm again and trying to pull me towards the door. I pull my arm away but


    this time he doesn’t let go. He’s decided I’m leaving and apparently he isn’t asking. This is stupid, I’m


    not leaving until everyone else does. I can see that Rio is helping the Shifter woman towards the exit


    now that she’s no longer in clothes that are on fire. Luckily they got her shirt off before it spread to her


    skin or hair. The others are standing around the edge of the fire trying to decide what to do. This is


    ridiculous!


    “Everyone, get out! The ce is literally burning down around us. Don’t just stand there, leave!” I


    demand. All the Shifters except Bemy freeze in ce for half a second, then start towards the exit,


    following my orders. Megan and Darrien hesitate but when I meet Megan’s gaze and shake my head,


    she leaves too. Darrien of course follows her. Aaron is frozen in ce beside me, still holding my arm.


    His b*dy is angled towards the door like he wants to leave but is fighting the impulse.


    “Aaron.” he meets my eyes and for about five seconds he holds my gaze. He looks kind of pissed off


    which is unusual for him, he doesn’t usually emote that much. His eyes drop and at the same time he


    releases my arm, although he doesn’t seem like he intended to. Then without a word he turns and


    walks out of the room.


    Bemy is still in Shifter form and hees over and bumps his shoulder against my hip. He wants me


    to leave too.


    “We need to find Kiara. Then we can leave.” I argue. He lets out a huff that doesn’t sound impressed


    but he doesn’t push the issue. I try to look through the mes to find her.


    “KIARA!” I yell, hoping she will respond so that I can find her. Klisten but I can’t hear her. There is a


    sudden burst and the mes spread further, blocking the doorway, the only remaining exit. If Bemy


    was anxious before he looks downright petrified now. He is circling the small amount of space we have


    left, trying to find a way for us to escape. I’m not so optimistic. It’s a waste of time. There is no way out


    and we can’t go through the mes without dying. Witches fire is too deadly. Without magic to put it out,


    we’repletely screwed. I can feel tears running down my cheeks as my eyes sting from the smoke. I


    can barely breathe and I can feel my skin drying out from the heat as I get what feels like sunburn from


    the proximity. The Witch is watching us through the blue mes and she looks positively gleeful. She


    might be trapped, but so are we. Unless someone saves us, we’re dead. It looks like she’s going to get


    what she wants after all and she’s going to die to aplish it. She doesn’t even seem bothered by


    her impending death.


    In a sh, Bemy shifts back to his human form and wraps his arms around me. I hide my face


    against his chest, protecting it from the smoke as much as I can.


    “You should have left. Why didn’t you leave?” He says into my hair. His voicees out angry but I can


    tell he’s just


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    Would you have left?” I demand, coughing as I force the words out. He doesn’t respond. Just clutches


    me tighter. I can hear Megan outside, screaming for us to get out. I wish we could, but it’s toote. I


    hear screaminging from the Witch, then all of a sudden the room is dark and quiet as all the fire


    just poofs out of existence. The room is burned up and everything is covered in smoke. I look up at


    Bemy and I covering him all over. Actually I probably


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    look the same. I move away from Bemy and tentatively look around the room. What happened? The


    Witch is copsed on the floor and she isn’t moving. Bemy approaches her cautiously, keeping me


    behind him.


    “She’s dead.” He confirms. I can hear the confusion in his voice. I share it, I have no idea what


    happened either. I mean, I guess her death ended the magical fire, but how did she die? She doesn’t


    look like she burned. She doesn’t look hurt at all except for a few w marks I assume came from the


    Shifter woman. Megan and Darriene storming in. They see the Witch lying dead on the floor and in


    an instant, Megan tackles me in a hug, nearly knocking me over. Just as quickly she releases me and


    launches herself at Bemy to do the same. She backs off quickly though and makes a joke about him


    needing to put some pants on. It’s a testament to how bewildered I am that I honestly didn’t even


    notice. Someone approaches and hands him a towel that they must have snatched from a bathroom


    somewhere and he wraps it around his waist. I’m still reeling trying to work out what happened when I


    spot Kiara. She is hunkered down underneath a tiny coffee table that somehow avoided the mes.


    She is shaking and hiding her head in her knees with her arms wrapped around herself. I can hear her


    sobbing and choking.