Isaac’s words resonated inside my mind while I paced in Liam’s room, hating that it was too late, dreading this heat that spread through my body, making my skin itch in need, a feeling that was too familiar—one I loved and hated.
I tossed off my jacket and opened the window, hoping the chill breeze that passed me would help, but I already knew it wouldn’t.
Sweat trickled down my back, and I staggered to the bathroom, ready to take a cold shower to soothe my aching body.
I hoped I could have rejected Liam before this or that I had gotten my drugs. I still didn’t understand how William knew what to give me.
Isaac or Agatha didn’t need to explain what wolfbane would do. Did this mean the attacks I was having were suppressed by it? And so was this heat that I was sure I had before.
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