Alexander's POV:

“Namara! Namara, wake up!" I called out her name, my voice filled with panic as I shook her gently, her limp body propped up against my chest.

My heart hammered like a war drum in my ears, the room spinning around us. She'd been sobbing one second, then eyes had rolled back and her body went slack in my arms. I cradled her closer, one hand supporting her head, the other pressing against her cheek, feeling for the faint warmth of her breath.

It was there, steady but ...