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Felix woke with a start, feeling both- being watched and ultimately surprised when memories from the previous night were daunting, too much for him to have an otherwise peaceful morning.
He quickly realized he'd slept in the dress clothes he had been wearing the day before, and his skin felt all greasy, the clothes sticking to him like second skin because he had somehow sweated a lot through the night.
Nightmares? But he didn't wake up and didn't remember anything either-
Blaming it on his subconscious overworking through the night, he got up, made a mental note to get the sheets changed later, and headed to the washroom directly.
He blinked at his reflection, frowning as he noticed his freckles having turned a shade lighter, seemingly overnight.
It took a few minutes before he was reaching close, rubbing at him, hoping to catch some color but to no avail.
Felix then panicked.
He hastily took off his clothes and saw the way his otherwise tanned skin was turning paler as if there was no blood-
Blood.
He felt his teeth itch at the thought, a different sort of hunger in his stomach that made him clutch the cold marble of the sink.
This couldn't be happening.
They were right, ofcourse they were right and he'd been a fool, getting under his raging emotions and throwing a tantrum all the while blocking them out, ignoring them only to see the proof of their words, that they had been right.
Guilt overtook the moment he accepted it, he had to apologize to them- he just had to. He acted so repulsively, and blamed them for thinking of him the way they did but in the end, they were his mates, his alphas! They were looking out for him and he had to just do- what he did.
Felix ran a hand through his hair, finding his scalp greasy as well. Things seemed to be just going in the wrong direction, all together and with the mating ceremony on head-
Which reminded him that he had yet to ask for when it was exactly scheduled.
As further thoughts, some of them literal ideas of how he could apologize to them surfaced, he freshened up while the tub filled with warm water. Felix picked out the cleansing oils as well as soaps, both for his body and his hair, when the idea struck as to what he could do.
