Gasps erupted around us as my stomach contents splattered all over Sophia’s beautiful dress. The music screeched to a halt, leaving only shocked silence in its wake. Everyone at the party froze, their eyes locked on the disaster I’d just created.
My head spun wildly as I tried to process what had just happened. Horror washed over through the haze of whatever was affecting my system.
“Oh my god, Sophia, I’m so sorry,” I slurred, mortified. I tried to reach for her, but my limbs wouldn’t cooperate properly. “I didn’t an to—”
Sophia stood motionless, her eyes wide with shock as she stared down at her ruined dress. The pretty fabric was now covered in my vomit. Her mouth opened and closed, but no words ca out.
“We’ll pay for the dress,” Lucas stepped in quickly, his arm still firmly around my waist to keep standing. “I apologize for the inconvenience.”
Liam grabbed so napkins from a nearby table and awkwardly offered them to Sophia. “We’re really sorry about this.”
“It’s... it’s fine,” Sophia finally managed, though her voice was faint. She accepted the napkins with trembling hands. “Is she okay? She looks really sick.”
“We’re taking her ho right now,” Levi said, his voice tight with concern. “Co on, let’s go.”
The triplets practically carried through the crowd that parted like the Red Sea before us. The cool night air hit my face as we exited, but it did nothing to soothe the burning sensation spreading through my body.
“Car. Now,” Lucas ordered, fishing keys from his pocket.
They hustled into the backseat of Lucas’s sleek black SUV. Liam slid in beside while Levi took the passenger seat. Lucas jumped behind the wheel and peeled away from the curb.
“There’s water in the glove compartnt,” Lucas said, his eyes eting mine briefly in the rearview mirror.
Levi retrieved a bottle and passed it back to Liam, who unscrewed the cap and held it to my lips.
“Small sips, Hazel,” he instructed gently.
I obeyed, letting the cool liquid slide down my throat. It felt good for a mont, but then my body temperature seed to spike even higher.
“So hot,” I whimpered, clawing at the neckline of my coverup. “Why is it so hot?”
Liam caught my hands. “Shh, don’t tear your clothes. Here.”
He grabbed so tissues from a compartnt in the door and began dabbing at my forehead and neck. I leaned into his touch, desperate for relief.
“Sothing’s not right,” Liam muttered, pressing his wrist to my forehead. “She’s burning up.”
Lucas’s knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. “How much did she drink?”
“Just a couple,” I mumbled, letting my head fall against Liam’s shoulder. “Maybe three? But I started feeling weird after that blue one.”
The brothers exchanged aningful glances.
“Blue one?” Levi questioned, turning in his seat to face . “What blue drink, Hazel?”
I tried to rember through the fog in my brain. “Don’t know,” I said. “A girl gave a blue drink and left.”
“What did she look like?” Levi continued to press.
“Brunette,” I muttered, slowly losing consciousness. I fought to keep myself awake. “I think she wore pink. Very nice silver boots.”
“Sounds like Mia,” Liam said, frowning. “Annie’s best friend.”
“Fuck,” Lucas growled, accelerating the car. “I’m going to kill her.”
Just then, Levi’s head snapped up, nostrils flaring. “Do you sll that?”
Liam inhaled deeply, then his eyes widened. “Holy shit.”
“What?” Lucas demanded.
“There’s a scent,” Levi explained, his voice tight. “Sweet. Like honey and vanilla and—”
“And heat,” Liam finished, his gaze now fixed on with an intensity that made my insides clench.
Lucas sniffed the air, then cursed under his breath. “It’s coming from Hazel.”
My skin prickled at their words. Heat? As in...
“That’s impossible,” I protested weakly. “It’s not my ti. And it’s never been like this before.”
My cycle had always been regular and manageable. Nothing like the inferno currently consuming from within.
Liam’s expression darkened. “I think I know what happened. Soone spiked her drink. Probably with heat inducers.”
“Heat inducers?” I whispered, panic rising in my chest.
“Illegal substances that trigger and intensify a she-wolf’s heat,” Levi explained grimly. “Usually used by assholes who—”
“Not now, Levi,” Lucas cut him off, accelerating even more.
The burning sensation was spreading lower now, pooling between my thighs. An ache was building there, insistent and demanding. I squeezed my legs together, but it only made the feeling worse.
“I don’t feel right,” I whimpered, shifting restlessly in my seat.
Liam placed a steadying hand on my knee, but quickly withdrew it when I moaned at the contact. His pupils dilated, and he shifted away slightly.
“We’re almost ho,” Lucas assured , his voice strained. “Just hang on, Hazel.”
By the ti we pulled into the driveway of the Sullivan mansion, I was panting, my skin slick with sweat. Every brush of fabric against my body felt like torture. The brothers practically carried inside and up the stairs, moving with urgent purpose.
“My room,” I gasped as we passed it.
They changed course imdiately, pushing open my door and guiding to my bed. I collapsed onto it, writhing as waves of heat and need crashed through .
“Lucas, call Matilda,” Liam instructed. “She’ll know what to do.”
Lucas nodded grimly, pulling out his phone and stepping into the hallway.
Left alone with Levi and Liam, I beca acutely aware of their scents—woodsy and wild, with hints of spice. My wolf stirred, clawing at from within, desperate to get closer to them.
“Please,” I moaned, not even sure what I was begging for. “It hurts.”
“What hurts, sweetheart?” Levi asked, hovering uncertainly near the bed.
“Everything,” I gasped, arching my back as another wave of heat washed over . “I’m burning up.”
Liam approached cautiously, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Matilda will be here soon. She’ll have sothing to help.”
I reached out blindly, grabbing his wrist. The contact sent electricity shooting through , and I moaned again, louder this ti.
“Touch ,” I pleaded, past the point of embarrassnt. “Please, I need...”
“Hazel,” Liam said, his voice strangled. “You’re not thinking clearly.”
“I don’t care,” I whimpered, tears forming in my eyes. “It hurts so much. Please, you have to help .”
Levi approached from the other side of the bed, his eyes dark with concern and sothing else—desire, barely contained.
“Matilda’s on her way,” Lucas announced, re-entering the room. He stopped short when he saw clutching Liam’s wrist, my body writhing on the bed.
“Please,” I begged again, looking desperately between Liam and Levi. My inhibitions had completely vanished, replaced by primal need. “I can’t stand it. Help . Make it stop.”
The brothers exchanged troubled glances, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife.
“Please,” I whispered one more ti, tears streaming down my cheeks. “I need you to make this pain go away.”
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