Ava: Fever Dreams
"How would he know?"
Vanessa shrugs. "They've been around for a long time. I guess the Fae go into heat, too."
Flopping onto my back, I groan at her words. "Fae aren't shifters."
"From what he says, the biological heat is the same, and the suppressants will work. All we can do is try." She checks my temperature, clicking her tongue. "It's down, but you still have a fever."
With all the sweat trickling down just about every part of my body, I'm surprised. I thought the fever already broke. "When will Magister Orion be back?"
"Soon, I hope."
"So am I sick, or just going into heat?" I squint at Vanessa, the dim light of the room enough to burn my eyes. "Because let me tell you, if I'm going to be miserable every time, I think I might just want my uterus taken out."
She laughs softly. "You might be sick. Magister Orion thinks it might be from your increase in power. Something about backlash overwhelming the body."