Nora's POV
The pain hits me like a lightning bolt straight through my core, and I double over, gasping for breath. My hands fly to my stomach as agony tears through my body, white-hot and merciless.
"Nora!" James appears at my side in seconds, his strong arms wrapping around me before my legs can buckle. His voice carries pure panic. "What's happening?"
I try to speak, but the words lodge in my throat. This feels like death itself is clawing its way through my insides. Shane's hand settles on my shoulder, and I bite back a scream, the touch somehow amplifying the torture coursing through my veins. My knees shake violently, and only James's grip keeps me upright.
