Reylee
I lay on the bed, lying on my stomach, while my breathing was labored; I looked at the white ceiling with my heartbeats echoing in my head, my body was hot, and my p***y kept throbbing.
No matter how many orgasms I had in the last hour, it wasn't enough.
I needed only one thing: one person, my mate, who had disappeared entirely from the whole territory at that moment.
Beta Marcus had kicked everyone out of the packhouse, and he was outside, in front of the front door.
He said that my smell was so strong that it was coming out and that many unpaired males would likely approach. I had no idea that a female's heat could have these effects; in my pack, it had never happened that a female who met her mate remained for a long time without being branded, so she never came to the heat
