Izzy’s POV
While I waited for the upcoming visit by my family, Dougy and I spent every second together in our private apartment. Mostly because I was still feeling the desire to mate all the time, even after my heat cycle was officially over.
Whatever had been in that cocktail the priest had dribbled into my mouth and rubbed all over my core (inside and out), had apparently been quite potent! Basically it was like the werewolf equivalent of the human fertility drug clomid, according to Laurel. Its purpose was to make my ovaries overproduce and release more of my eggs than normal. And since I already come from a family of lycanthropes who are very fertile, it had been completely unnecessary! So by the time my window of fertility was finally over, Laurel tells me that 5 out of the 8
