The moss beneath me was damp and freezing, but my skin was a blazing inferno.
My back arched off the forest floor as a ragged gasp tore from my throat. The pain of the heat was no longer just an ache; it was a physical tearing inside my chest, an ancient, biological demand that was threatening to rip my sanity apart. The sweet, overwhelming scent of moon flowers and wild honey flooded the secluded clearing, completely drowning out the damp earth and pine.
Kaelen used his enormous hands to hold my exposed thighs while his long fingers pressed down on my burning flesh. His blue eyes appeared completely blocked by his eyes which were feral and starving. Caleb and Jace remained motionless above him because they were breathing heavily while their fangs had fully extended. The animals existed
