Jo-anne POV
She woke up and was so very hot. What the hell, she knew the packhouse had centralised air conditioning, kicked off all the sheets and practically fell out of her bed, wiped her hand over her face, she was lathered in sweat, she made her way to the window, what the hell it was open, and the night breeze was cool.
Leaned on the window, but still she felt like she was on fire, saw what looked like a heat haze around her, took a step back and stumbled a little, felt like she was falling over but wasn’t, she took a deep breath in and fanned her face with her hands.
Heard a howl of pain coming from somewhere and frowned, closed her eyes to try and refocus on centering herself, felt for Clova, she to was up and restlessly stalking around inside her mind ‘Clova?’ she asked her wolf
