I gasped, jolting up into a sitting position, gripping my neck. A burning heat coursed through my body like it was burning my veins, and it was nothing like the pleasurable heat I had felt from both of my mates before. It hurt. It hurt so badly. It felt like the time I had accidently burned myself when I touched the stove top, but a thousand times worse. It was hard to force air into my lungs. Then, the overwhelming feeling of regret hit me, followed quickly by worry. I squeezed my eyes shut, tears pricking the corners of my eyes, trying to keep from crying out, despite the fact that I knew, thanks to the soundproofing in the room, no one in the Pack would hear me.
My body was burning, and I felt Blake jerk back after touching my arm, like I was a hot metal object that burned him. Pain ra
