Recommended Listening: [I'm yours- Isabel LaRosa]—for a better reading experience.
The wind picked up again outside, howling through the cave and making the flames of the fire dance, shadowing patterns across the walls. There was a chill to the wind and Vivian couldn't conceal her shiver, wrapping her arms tightly around herself as she forced herself to drift off.
However, the cold wasn't the only discomfort plaguing her body.
Vivian tossed restlessly on the rocky cave floor, her slender form trembling slightly. Soft whimpers escaped her lip as she squirmed, clearly uncomfortable even in her sleep.
It was the residual effects of her recent heat course rampaging through her body, leaving her flushed and agitated.
