TRAPPED✅

TWENTY-NINE

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Edited

My stomach hurt really bad. I really don't want to wake Don. I move around the bed as quietly as I can.

"Nala, what's wrong?" I hear Don's voice suddenly and I turn to the sound of his voice. I see his eyes on my stomach and I look down to see what is causing the frown on his face. My hands are dangerously wrapped around my stomach. I don't even feel how tight my grip is. The heat consuming my inner body is weirdly making me horny, which I find unreasonable.

"Your heat, Nala," Don said in a manner that apprehends fear. Oh shit! I am not expecting my heat. Just like regular wolves, we werewolves have cycles of heat, in which we have a strong desire to mate. This usually happens only with females. This occurs once a year, usually in the wintertime. This heat cycle normally lasts five to ten days. This explains why I am horny, I still am.

"Let me get the ice," Don says as he rushes out of the room. Being soaked in ice helps during the heat. I am sure this is going to be hard for Don; his wolf will be on the edge.

"Here," he says, as he carries the ice in a pail entering the bathroom. I strip my clothes off and wrap my towels around my body, following him. As soon as I get inside the bathroom, Don draws in a sharp breath. His eye color changes to a darker color as he moves closer to me. My hold on my towel is tighter now. I am so scared. I know Don won't hurt me, but he is not in control.

"I'll leave you to do this," he whispers on my neck as he leaves the bathroom.

I remove my towel and get in the tub. I feel cool for a while until the pain becomes worse.

"Mate, now!" My wolf, Penny, says. Oh my goodness.

"Penny, I have missed you!" I say, smiling. She hasn't spoken to me since forever.

"Me too. I'm here to help," she says.

"Oh, Penny, thank you, this hurts," I complain.

"Just find mate and fuck him," Penny says. What?

"Penny!" I scold.

"What?" she asks innocently.

"You know what I need right now? Shut up," I said, and she keeps quiet.

"How do you feel?" Don asks, peeping through the door.

"I'm good, considering the fact that you left me all day," I said.

"I had to. If I didn't, I would have done something that we would both regret," he says.

"I need to change," I said, and he nods.

"I'll be waiting." He closes the door.

I stand up from the water and wrap myself up in my towel. I wear Don's shirt as I enter the room.

"Dinner," Don says, and I smiled. I go closer to him, smiling.

"I'm starving," I say.

"Let's go." He wraps his arms around my waist as we go to the dining table. I sleep immediately after dinner. I am exhausted.

Don really helped me yesterday, but the pain I felt now was nothing compared to yesterday. Unlike yesterday, Don actually stayed with me.

"Make this pain stop," I whine.

"I also hate seeing you in this much pain, but there is really nothing I can do right now," he says.

"There is. Let's just complete the mating process" I say.

"This isn't you, Nala. This is your wolf."

"It's me, I want this," I say.

"No, you don't. You're saying this because you are desperate to let your pain stop," Don states, trying to reason with me, but I don't think I have any sense of reasoning with the amount of pain I feel right now.

"I don't want us both to do something we'll both regret," he says again as he kisses my cheek.

I sleep almost the entire day.

"It's time for lunch," Don says, tapping me.

"Stop. I'm up already," I say. He ignores me and carries me on his shoulders.

"Drop me!!" I yell in between laughs.

"Ok," he says as he drops me on the kitchen counter.

"Where is the food?" I ask with a frown.

"We are going to make it." He brings out the pancake mix, sugar, and all other stuff that he needs.

"I feel so useless". I complain for the thousandth time.

"I have to make sure you're fine, Nala. So just sit while I make you something to eat," he says, holding my hands.

"I'm fine. I'm just in heat. I'm not sick, you know," I say.

"I'm almost done," he said, and I nod, defeated. I put my index finger in the batter and Don gives me a disapproving look.

"That's not allowed," he says.

"Don..." I whine.

"You're distracting me."

"Just let me do something." I stain his cheek with the batter.

"Fine," he says, cleaning his face with his hand.

This is how I end up helping him prepare lunch. Lunch is nice. Don and I have a talk about my school, and we end up deciding that I am going to write my final exams, then I would follow him home and after that, I would decide if I want to go to college or do something else.

The third day of my heat is ridiculous. I practically mouth-rape Don. Well, I'll say Penny, not me. I lose control of her, and she jumps on Don kissing me. I enjoy this, but if not for Don's self-control, I would have regretted my actions.