"Nevaeh..." He dragged out my name, warning me to control myself. I just couldn't. My wolf was completely in control.
"Stop, You're in heat."
I stopped dead in my tracks, with about a metre in distance between the two of us.
I was in heat.
But she didn't care. My wolf has waited long enough.
She fought with me endlessly for his touch. At this moment, I couldn't assert control. I was weak. My stomach began to hurt badly, a mixture of what felt like a humans period pains and labour pains erupted inside me.
Instead of fulfilling my desire to feel Cyrus's touch on me, I bent to the ground, clenching my stomach.
Cyrus rushed towards me instantly, holding me in his arms.
My dark hair had swept across my face in a huge mess, causing Cyrus to gently move the strands from my vision.
"It won't stop." I spoke out.
"You're going to be okay, love" He whispered, kissing my forehead.
"What do you know about female heats?!" I snapped at him.
"Not much..besides one thing."
I squirmed in his arms. The pain was unbearable.
"Make it stop." I whimpered, looking into his concerned silver eyes.
"I wish I could...but you'd regret it later." He stated, lifting me off the ground and taking me to the bed.
I laid there sobbing helplessly, with Cyrus pacing across the room like a madman.
"Fuck! You're in heat! Things just keep getting fucking better." He said to himself.
"What do you mean?" I asked him, unable to move. "Can you stop this?" I whimpered and he looked at me for a moment, then continued pacing.
"Yes." He said simply.
"Okay, what are you waiting for? If you know how to make it stop, then do it!" I argued annoyed.
He stopped walking and stared at me in disbelief.
"What?" I asked, feeling another cramp erupt. In a haste, I got out of the covers, and quickly pulled off the tight dress. I felt like it was making the pain worse, exposing myself to Cyrus. I tossed the dress to the side.
He watched me with eyebrows raised, staring at me intensely. His eyes flashed black and I could tell his wolf was becoming restless.
"Nevaeh, there are many things I could do to you..right now.." He said, walking over to me. I leaned in, towards him instinctively, hoping for his touch. "But I cant.." He whispered, holding me in his arms.
I leaned in closer to him, his scent filling up my nose. His silver eyes were so beautiful, I just couldn't take my eyes away from him. I wrapped my hands around his waist, pulling him towards me, resting my head on his hard chest.
He responded slowly, carefully rubbing my back, trying not to touch my bra.
Mother had always said that a shewolf's heat is the most painful event and that the one cure was provided by their mate. Considering that Cyrus is now my 'mate', without my consent, he had to do whatever Mother was talking about to make this pain go away.
"Why can't you?" I asked, looking up at him. We stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Frustrated, I leaned in slowly...My lips so close to his for the hundredth time.
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ALPHA CYRUS - The Rising KingWerewolf
Highest Ranking: 2nd in Werewolf 19/10/19 * * * "Beg for it, Nevaeh." He demanded. I pushed him down, his back hitting the bed. I bent down quickly, connecting my lips to his jawline, placing kisses on the trail. His once silver-blue eyes, were bl...