SERAPHINA
I've been lying here for hours since Kieran left, staring at the ceiling, trying to sleep.
The strange, restless feeling from earlier has gotten worse. Much worse.
I press my palms flat against my thighs, trying to stop the trembling. The sheets beneath me are soaked with sweat despite the freezing air streaming through the window I threw open an hour ago.
My skin burns.
Not the pleasant warmth I feel around Cassius. This is different—deeper, more insistent. Like fire racing through my veins, pooling low in my belly until I want to claw out of my own skin.
Luna paces frantically in my mind, whining and circling, unable to settle. "Heat. We're going into heat."
"No." I shake my head even though she can't see it. "That's not possible. Not now."
"You can feel it. Stop denyin
