"I'm sorry" Selene groaned, clutching her lower stomach, "Normally I'm better able to sense when it's going to happen." She panted, grasping my hand that I had stretched out to her and placing it against her forehead with a sigh.
"My mother taught me different ways to tend to a mate while she is in heat that don't include s****l gratification." I mumbled as I rolled my window down a bit, trying to air out the car. My mother and father did a poor job of describing how intoxicating the scent of a mate in heat was. Throughout all the talks we had, I never assumed it would be so all-consuming. I was barely able to focus on driving with the fog Selene's scent had me in, until I rolled my window down a bit and was able to let some of the scent out.
"Your mother is a good she-wolf, and I can't
