~ALTHEA
I woke up with a start.
I looked around the unfamiliar room with a fast beating heart and a worried expression. Until I realized that it was just the room that the Lycans had given me. I had gotten so used to waking up in the Slave hall that this place felt strange.
I gently sat up and looked down at my hands. That was when I remembered the events from last night. My body had heated so much that it produced flames.
I examined my hands again, hoping to find clues or even a sign which would point me in the right direction but my hands were clean. There was nothing that could help me.
I remembered the way the fire felt on my hands and I searched my brain, trying to find a meaning to what was happening to me. The goddess did say that the burning flames inside of me were the only c
