Dearest Enchanted Goddess why aren't they putting the flames out.
The flames that are burning my skin.
Another scream escapes my lips.
All the ladies around me jump back from the bed.
"Ay, por favor. Quema!" I grit out.
The wolf and mistress barge through the door and he runs to me.
"What the f**k is wrong with her?" He yells at the wolf called Caroline.
"I don't know, Sir. We just finished examining her and changing her. Then she just starts screaming.
The wolf grabbed my hand then brushed the hair off my forehead.
"What's wrong, Camila? What is hurting you?" he asks me quietly, trying to calm me down.
"It burns!" I hiss through my teeth, ignoring the pain in my jaw.
"Where does it burn?" he asks me with alarmed eyes.
"Everywhere." I whimper.
I can literally feel like every
