Howlers (Dramione 18+)

Part 12

Chapter 12° Like a dog.

"I- like a cat?"

Hermione was a cat owner once upon a time, Crookshank never went through heats to her knowledge, although she suspected it was because he was male. How did "heats" even work?

"Yes- well... Like a dog"

"Malfoy how- why is it happening?"

Draco frowned in thought for a moment, he didn't know much about heats, but after some uncomfortable chats with the mated couples in the pack and pinched looks from other protective males, he picked up some knowledge about them and thank merlin the females of the pack weren't synced together; it would be utter chaos. Draco was sure there would be murders, female, and male murders. Males are very protective of their mates in heat, any thought about Hermione being touched by another wolf sent bolts of pure rage and utter pain through his heart, he's never wanted to rip a thought to shreds so badly in his life, but if he could grasp his own brain and rip it to shreds, he would.

"I can't say I'm an expert or heard much about them at all, honestly. But what I do know is only mated couples experience heats, although they vary from female to female, strictly females only experience them. The females' heats can come every other month for one wolf, yet the unlucky ones might experience them every three months-"

Hermione's bottom lip quivered, and she let out a small whine that went straight to his cock, Draco froze and instantly felt his erection start to pulse and throb again, he cleared his thoughts and continued before things got out of hand and he took her on the fucking floor

"- And the male forms something of an apparent need to please. It starts with clinginess and desperation, me being an alpha I'm not entirely sure if the other makes a visit, I'm unaware of any of this really but the voice is in the back of my head right now feeding me information about this... I think I might be taken over at one point, like when you first arrived, they must have fed you a potion that copycats a heat, that's why I- think I wolfed out and bit you, well when it bit you. I was so desperate to claim you as mine I had to bite you before you slipped away from us. And-"

Us, Draco felt bile on his throat, she wasn't his wolfs, no she was HIS.

"It won't stop until it has been thoroughly satisfied you've been bred."

She felt so nauseous. Hermione hated the way Draco so casually spoke about "breeding" and whoever or whatever "it" was, she was really not liking the idea of reuniting with the wolf. It made her sick. Yet all she felt was the emptiness between her legs, a subconscious in her mind was telling her to spread her legs and let him fuck her into tomorrow, but Hermione's mind thought different of the situation... Thinking about leaving right now was causing her whole body to ache, even as a child when she got tonsilitis, it feel like nothing compared to this pain.

The feeling was difficult to place yet so easy to explain, it felt as if her whole body was someone's personal stress ball, constricting with an iron grip and every time she moved it squeezed a little tighter taking away her breath. There was a pounding in her head that would come and go like the throb between her legs, her body was erect and sensitive all over, her shirt felt too constricting over her nipples, her shorts felt too tight around her crotch, and merlin she thought she might die from the thought she would have to wait this out without her mate

There was a paleness about Hermione that alarmed Draco, he was about to speak but clamped his mouth shut from her reply

"Oh"

Oh wasn't the best reaction. Well, it was all the words she could form really...

"Mmm..."

She already knew the answer to this question, but it wouldn't hurt to ask, maybe all she needed him to do was give her a back rub instead of the... Other option