CHAPTER SEVENTY

Ruby's eyes flew open, and she sat up in alarm. The air was thick, holding no moisture, and it felt scorching hot against her skin. She felt the beads of sweat that had formed over her forehead trickle down her face. She wondered why she had awoken. Her eyes moved over the space, and she soon realized she was in her room at Noah's mansion. That's impossible, she thought as she stood from the bed. Her heart raced as the heat consumed her on the inside along with the outside. She could smell burning wood and also the putrid scent of burning flesh. Panic rose within her when she couldn't find Noah. Her mind roamed, imagining the worst things, one being Noah caught in the fire. "Noah," she cried out as she ran toward her door. Pushing it open, she could see the house burning rapidly. The flames moved like a living organism, consuming everything in its wake. Ruby rushed down the stairs, ignoring the pain that erupted in her skin from the places the fire burned. Pain was the least of her