Lana woke up, drenched in sweat as her body overheated past what was deemed safe. Nora’s eerie tune filled her ears. She was back in the cells. She felt like she was going to catch fire any minute. She screamed out in pain, thrashing on the floor of her cell.
She didn’t see as Nora stopped humming and pushed her own cold broth towards Lana through the bars.
“You need to drink,” Nora urged. “You’re already dehydrated from sweating so much.”
Lana shook her head, but winced because it made her feel like the room was spinning. She groaned in pain.
“How long have I been out?” Lana rasped out, voice shaking and husky.
“A few hours,” Nora replied quietly. “You’re starting to heal but your heat is getting worse.”
Lana cursed. She needed to get herself under control. But how? Lana dragg
