Vivienne's POV The first thing I registered was heat. Not the kind that came from the drink burning down my throat, but the kind that wrapped around me in a slow, suffocating wave. It coiled around me, and even though it threatened to suffocate me and knock out all of the air in my lungs, I liked it. Every part of my body ached for that heat, and even though it was literally pressing into my bones and against my wind pipes, I still couldn't get enough of it.

It was either I was slowly turning ...