Amara was feeling strange today. She felt hot, so incredibly hot for some inexplicable reason, and no matter what she tried she couldn't seem to cool down. It was making her fidgety, unable to keep still and she decided it was best to go for a walk and see if that helped her. Damien was busy as usual anyway and she wanted to stretch her legs.
The sun was shining outside and Amara sighed as she felt sweat trickle down her brow. Even the cool breeze wasn't providing any relief and if anything, she swore the heat was getting more intense. What the hell was going on? Was it her imagination or was she getting strange looks from some of the other werewolves?
She felt heat between her legs and an intense pain like nothing she'd felt before as her legs buckled. "s**t" she heard a female cry out
