Chapter 22

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Delsin's P.O.V.

Hours passed by before I was awoken with the strange feeling of something wet against my chest. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes, looking down to see what was causing the sudden moister. The sight that met my eyes instantly caused me to freeze in both confusion and terror.

Isabella was still unconscious but her breathing had become deep and ragged while her face showed obvious signs of discomfort. Instinctively, my hand flew towards her wrist only to feel the slightest indication of a pulse.

"Oh, FUCK!" I hissed as I threw the covers off of us. While I was asleep, Isabella apparently continued to drop in body temperature to the point where even her clothes had become frozen to her form. Reggie was right though about my body temperature being higher than average because the front of her clothes were soaking wet. It was as if everywhere I had touch melted the frost from her clothing, thereby dampening them.

'This isn't good! This isn't good!' The words screamed within my skull as I frantically tried to think up a way that would help save Isabella.

'GOD DAMN IT! HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO STUPID?!' Of course her clothes would become wet. She had practically froze the fuckers to her skin! Now, because I had thawed the fabric, she was left soaking wet inside of the fucking arctic tundra she calls a room!

'Great! And now she's going to die all because of my dumb ass! Jesus fucking shit! Now what do I do?! Come on Delsin, think!'

Suddenly it hit me and my body started to move of its own accord. Without another thought, I yanked my shirt open before taking it off and throwing it into an unknown corner of the room. My attention snapped back towards Isabella's shivering form. Climbing over her so that I was practically straddling her, I pulled her shirt off over her head, throwing it to the side, followed by her pants that I had managed to remove only mere seconds later.

Running out of the room, I hastily retrieved a couple of blankets from the hallway closet before rushing back into the bedroom. Setting the blankets to the side, my hands flew to the zipper and button of my pants. For a moment, the damned things were stubborn and wouldn't come undone until, finally, my wildly shaking hands managed to best the accursed things and I slid my pants off. Picking the blankets back up, I dashed back onto the bed.

Bella's breathing was still irregular while her body began to shake violently. Once again I crawled towards her, this time covering the both of us with the newly obtained blankets while our bodies were stripped of everything but our underwear. As soon as I was sure that she was completely covered I wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace, pulling her as close to my body as I could without hurting her, and attempted to share my body heat with her.

"Come on Bella, please! Don't do this to me!" My own body started to shake, not from the ice-cold touch of Isabella's now pale skin, but out of the fear that I might actually lose her.

'No!' I growled to myself. 'There is no way in HELL I'm going to let her die! I'm not going to let any more people die! Not Betty! Not the Akomish! And definitely not Isabella!'

"Isabella, can you hear me?! Bella, I need you to wake up! I need you to come back to us!" My grip on the young female tightened ever so slightly as my panic continued to boil within me. I let out a low growl before finally shouting, "Fuck! I need you Bella!" Before I could even get a hold of myself I smashed my lips against Isabella's soft cold ones in a needy kiss.

"....Bella...." I breathed as I pulled back, nuzzling my head into the crook of her neck. "Please....just wake up. Come back to me...."

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