35

Artemisia

I wake up feeling like I’m burning up from the inside.

Clasping the sheets I’m entangled in, I draw a few steady breaths trying to calm myself and reduce the pain.

What the hell?

I was asking myself how long it would take me to get into heat when they would keep playing around like this, but I didn’t think it would start so soon.

Maybe they thought it would be easier for me to take all of them if I went into heat. And seeing that it’s three mates, the time span for a she-wolf to go into heat might be way shorter.

And still… This feels different from what has been described to me by my mother.

Instead of feeling that overpowering desire, I feel pain.

Excruciating, all-consuming, burning pain that seems to come from inside of me.

As a medical practitioner, I try to analyze my symptoms immediately, but my brain seems to be blocked by the agony.

Opening my eyes, I find Matthew already looking at me. His drowsy eyes scan my face worriedly.

“Are you okay?” He asks, and I