Ayla’s POV
I knew I was in trouble the moment a wave of heat crashed over me, and Kael’s scent of sandalwood filled the air. My thoughts became foggy—barely my own.
All I wanted was release from the excruciating ache between my legs.
I tried to focus on what Kael said, but his words slipped through my mind like mist.
“Kael was trying to explain that you had three choices,” Tala said. “You needed to pick one.”
“What choices?” I managed to ask.
“One, get marked. Two, mate with your mates. Or three, suffer alone through the aching pain.”
“No option four?” I bit down hard as another wave hit me.
“No, we were too far from any witches or doctors to give you something—”
“That’s too bad,” I said dryly. “I wasn’t ready to be marked…”
Tala chuckled. “He wasn’t going to mark you—not until y
