Heat of the Hunt

Kaia's POV.

The world tilts hard, sending the dark canopy of the ancient trees spinning out of focus. I collapse into the dirt, gasping for air, but my lungs only pull in the thick, suffocating stench of my own sudden heat. The fire scorches through my veins, melting my bones and turning my muscles to dead weight. The Hunt around me descends into absolute chaos. Wolves tear through the underbrush