The Heat

5

"Are you sure you don't need me to carry you?" My brother, Henry, teased me as I carefully tried to put weight on my right foot. It had been a week since I'd escaped.

Our whole pack had gone into alarm mode after my father had called everyone up for a meeting a day later. He wasn't too pleased that Damian was my mate, but neither was I. Nobody was happy about it, I was sure, besides the devil himself, of course.

"I'm fine," I laughed, nudging him, "it doesn't even hurt, it's just a little sore".

"You're so weak," he grinned, sighing in the most fake way.

"Shut up. I'm not the one who cried when they lost a pet hamster," I fired back.

"Hey, come on," Henry reasoned, "I loved that hamster".

"But you were 17..." I finished, winning the argument. He chuckled, shaking his head at me.

I fell down to sit on the couch, and sighed. "Go get me a tub of Ben and Jerry, would you?" I gave him an overly fake smile, and he raised his brow.

"Fine. I get to choose the movie then, though".

With that, he made his way to the kitchen and I was left alone in the living room of our pack house. I grabbed the remote and opened up Netflix on the TV.

Suddenly, a dizzy feeling hit me like a brick wall. My eyes widened and I had to blink a few times very slowly to shake it off.

I shrugged the odd feeling off, and continued with my day which I spent with my brother and then my best friends, who came over in the afternoon.

The odd feeling had stayed bubbling in my lower stomach the whole day though, so much so that I had to open my window to try and feel less hot. Yet everything basically exploded once I'd just gotten underneath the covers of my bed.

I immediately felt like it was boiling hot, and my legs clenched together with a knot forming in my lower stomach. My back arched and I let out a breathless whimper.

This was my first heat, and I had no idea what to do.

My mind clouded, and all I could think about was mating with Damian. A hot flash ran through me, and I squeezed my eyes together, bit my lower lip, grabbed the bed sheets, and tried so hard not to toss and turn too much.

God, I needed a release.

I felt like I was sweating when I finally decided to get myself off. After I slid my hand into my panties and found my clit with two fingers, I quietly cried out when it only made me feel worse; incredibly hot and horny.

"Damian," I whispered unwillingly, subconsciously admitting that he was my only help now. Only my mate could relieve me from this.

Hot flashes kept on increasing, and I was on the verge of crying. I was panting, and my wolf had gone crazy with need for Damian.

I wanted to think I'd get over this without him, but I knew it was very unlikely now that I'd met him.

I tossed and turned, biting my pillow in an attempt to keep quiet. I felt incredibly desperate for relief, especially since touching myself only made me feel worse. I couldn't even begin to imagine how mating with someone other than my mate would feel during a heat...

My thighs and core were clenched so hard, I felt like I'd pull a muscle at any point. I couldn't think of anything else besides mating.

Damian. Mate, now... my wolf was surely feeling this too, and for once we shared the same thoughts.

"Ahh, please..." I panted, trying hard to keep quiet so the guards outside my room wouldn't hear.

"What do you need, baby?" The low voice was like a breath of fresh air, and I almost cried in relief.