Exploded

Lyra

"Declan! Declan!" I heard desperate shouting before realizing it was coming from me. Declan swayed and hit the floor hard. Sweat drips down his temples and his once sun kissed skin was sickly pale.

No, no this isn't right. Shifters don't get sick. I am bent over him, shaking and calling out his name, but he is unresponsive. I reach into my back pocket, trying to function through the panic gri