#Chapter 76: Hot Flashes

Lauren My brain felt like it was being dragged through a meat grinder. Seriously. There was no other way to explain it. My senses were on high alert, and the world felt like it was about to collapse into itself. I squinted at the bright sunlight filtering through the leaves above me and groaned, shoving my hands over my eyes. This wasn’t supposed to be my life. I had a list of things to do: grocery shopping, catching up with friends, work, maybe—okay, definitely—avoiding any talk of werewolves and magic pills. But here I was, sitting on a park bench, feeling like I was going to combust from the inside out. “Wow, you look like death.” I grimaced as the voice cut through my overwhelmed brain. Liam. Because, as it turns out, sitting on a park bench while my senses were doing their best to destroy me was somehow hilarious to him. I dragged my head up, and oh my god, the world was spinning. People in the distance sounded like they were standing right next to me. The soft hum of