Loren POV
Smoke began to fill my lungs as the flames engulfed the crashed car. I coughed and reached over to Alex who had been knocked out from the impact.
“Alex! I shouted while coughing, trying not to breathe in too much of the smoke.
Alex groaned, blood dripping down the side of his face, but he remained unconscious.
Panicking, I tried to open the passenger door but it was jammed shut.
“Magnum ventorum!” I yelled, intending to blast open the door with a gust of powerful wind.
But nothing happened. I tried again to the same effect.
For some reason my magic was cut off.
“Alex, wake up!” I yelled, “Alex please!”
Suddenly the door was ripped off the car and a pair of strong arms pulled me from the wreckage. It was Sarrah.
I tried to tell her to save Alex but Gil was already there, pulling Alex from the burning car.
“We have to get out of here now!” Gil shouted, “Someone is using an anti-magic field which means that it’s not just werewolves here.”
