CHAPTER THIRTEEN — Fever DreamsAfter sleeping almost the entire day, Miguel still felt terrible.His pheromones had stayed painfully unstable the whole time. Every few hours, another wave of heat would crawl beneath his skin until Caius silently handed him another suppressant patch without even looking up from whatever book he was reading.At first Miguel took them shamelessly. By the fifth patch, he started feeling guilty, because Caius’s suppressants were running out embarrassingly fast now.Miguel laid face down against the bed with half his face buried into the pillow, glaring weakly at absolutely nothing. His entire body still felt overheated.“This is so stupid…” he muttered hoarsely.The room smelled heavily of suppressants now. Miguel slowly pushed himself upright with a groan. His head immediately throbbed painfully. “…Ow.”Across the room, Caius sat calmly on the small couch near the window, one leg crossed over the other while flipping over pages of whatever book he was ho
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