Elena’s trembling fingers slipped from the phone, letting it clatter lifelessly to the ground. Drops of sweat rolled down her body. Heat burned her alive from the inside. She hugged herself, but it felt like fire pressed against her flesh.
Her vision blurred. Her wolf howled.
Then, a voice cut through the haze. Drake’s voice. It echoed inside her head like a command.
Didn’t you say it yourself? You still owe me a wish.
I’ll get someone to take you home.
Elena pressed her eyes closed, her head drooping in surrender. Both her mind and body withered. Her fangs ached. Her claws trembled.
She hugged herself tighter, sobs breaking loose. Her body burned hotter.
She needed ice to calm herself.
She remembered. When she booked the den-room, she’d told the omegas to prepare buckets of ice an
