Ophelia’s POV:
That was when it all clicked. The sudden rise in temperature, the prickling sensitivity of my skin, and the sweet scent permeating the house.
I was releasing pheromones. How the hell had I not realized? The Vorthas’s pack house always had specialized inhibitor sprays automated in the hall for the safety of the Alpha. So it had been a long time since I had even smelled my own pheromones.
Oh god. In the chaotic rush of the past few days, I had completely overlooked the calendar. It had been exactly two weeks since my last cycle.
Damn it.
That meant the feverish tremors I’d been feeling weren't just a lingering effect of my exhaustion. It was my heat. I swallowed hard, the back of my throat parched. I could feel Damon’s red-hazed eyes boring into me, his Alpha instincts li
