Chapter 102 Guilt swells within me, dark and bitter. This isn't her fault; it's mine. I've brought her to this edge, and now I teeter alongside her.
"Forgive me," I murmur, though the plea is lost amidst her guttural cries. I fear she might hateonce the dawn breaks and clarity returns. For now, I am swept away by the tempest of her heat, and all I can do is hold onto her and hope we survive the night withoutfucking her senseless.
**** The first hints of dawn creep through the glass panes of the observatory, casting a soft glow across her flushed skin. The wildness that had consumed her is now a mere shadow behind her eyes, but the heat remains strong and I have no idea how she'll break it but I knowbeing here isn't helping her condition.
"Easy, you're pretty banged up," I whisper as she stirs beside me, a gentle touch upon her arm to ground her to this calmer reality. She's no longer rabid, no longer thrashing or growling with an untamed hunger, yet the fire still simmers alongside her heat that refuses to die.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI rise from the floor, muscles protesting the movement, every bruise, scratch and bite mark has healed on me, her not so much, my hands can be seen on her everywhere from holding her tight, fighting her from trying to fuck me. She watcheswith heavy-lidded eyes. The vixen she beclast night replaced by something softer, vulnerable, yet undeniably 0.00% ::: ΚΙΚΑ ||| O Chapter 102 potent.
288 Vouchers "It should break, I know you're uncomfortable," I say, my voice rough like gravel, and I can hear the guilt in my own ears. Bree's eyes flutter.
"What do you mean?" she yawns, but it's clear she is still not quite awake because she suddenly jerks upright, peering around before looking down at where she lies on the mossy floor.
"The heat... it should lessen soon." It's a hope more than a certainty, but it's all I can offer. Usually mates handle a heat but she hasn't got one here, and I know she won't tellwho he is, so I can't force him here either.
"Max?" she gasps.
"He's safe, and inside where I need to be so your heat abates." She sighs in relief and nods. Her gaze lingers on me, a silent question in the depths of her eyes, but I can't stay, not when my presence only makes her heat worse. I move toward the door, knowing the maid unlocked it this morning.
"Wait!" she calls out and I stop. "You don't have to leave," she blurts.
Turning back to face her, I stare at her. "If I stay, I will only make your heat worse." She glances away from me, her cheeks flushing.
"Maybe you could..." I stare at her.
"You wantto get a doctor? I can try to find one, maybe suppressants will still work?" I ask, not knowing much about 36.65% о ☐ X+ O ||| O < Chapter 102 werewolf heats.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm288 iVouchers She shakes her head. "Or... or you could-" she stops, fumbling over her words, she isn't usually this nervous. "What do you need, Bree, I will organize it, I will find..." her eyes turn glassy suddenly and she swallows thickly. "Right, I... it's okay, you can go I get it," she tells me. Get what? And why does she look like she is going to cry?
I turn to leave, only to stop again. I'm on the verge of ripping my damn hair out. "So you want the doctor, right?" I ask her. "Can I have sclothes?" she asks, suddenly trying to cover herself. Her entire demeanor changing swiftly.
"Now you want clothes?" she nods, and I move toward the door. "I with go get sfor you, tiXeft her. Yet wh why do feel like she was asking for something else?
Shaking the thought off, I step outside into the fresh air and I let out a breath now that I can think clearly without her scent overwhelming me. I open the mind link to the servants and guards. "Can someone grab Bree sclothes, and me. I don' t fancy strutting through the place naked in front of my parents," I ask. Damian answers immediately saying he'll grab them before callingan idiot.
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