It hit me in the middle of the night.
Not a normal heat. White Wolf Triumvirate heat.
I woke up burning, glowing white-gold, my two marks on my knees burning like they were on fire, my whole body slick with sweat, Luna howling so loud inside me I couldn't think.
Cade woke up first. He always does. He smelled it instantly.
"Elara?" he gasped, his golden eyes going black with rut. "Goddess, your scent—"
Rhys woke up second, his silver eyes already white, claws out, breathing hard. "Second heat. Triumvirate heat. After the second pup. It seals the family forever."
Moon and Ronan were asleep in the nursery next door with my father watching them. Thank the Goddess.
Because I was in heat, pregnant? No, not pregnant anymore. Ronan was a week old. My body had healed insanely fast, White Wol
