Two days. Just two days until my first heat would consume me.
I stared out the window of my room, watching the sun cast long shadows across the courtyard. The walls felt like they were closing in on me with each passing hour. My stomach churned with anxiety, and not for the reasons the triplets might suspect.
I wasn't afraid of experiencing heat itself. I was terrified that when it hit, I wouldn't be able to resist them—Kaelen, Ronan, and Orion. My true mates, my tormentors, the men who had broken me so completely.
My plan was falling apart. Valerius had promised to come for me before the full moon, but that left barely any time. What if he was too late? What if the heat took over before I could escape?
I paced the floor, my thoughts racing. The three of them were constantly around me now, watching me with those hungry eyes, bringing me gifts, trying to spark memories I pretended not to have.
