MANUEL'S POV

Ryan and I stormed into the office and rushed straight to where Aurora lay on the floor.

“Elisabeth! Elisabeth!” Ryan called, panic cutting through his voice.

She didn’t move. Her eyes were still closed, pale lashes resting like paper over them.

“What are we going to do, Manuel?” Ryan demanded, voice raw.

I felt just as clueless. “She’s still breathing,so she isn’t dead. It could be part of the spell. I don’t know, man.” My hands were tight fists at my ...