After our morning talk, and my exhilaration from last night was over, the effects of my heat kicked in once more. I was exhausted.
Zanthus had left me behind so he could tend to his Alpha duties. I had taken a long bath in the meantime, and temporarily soothed the ache I had in my womanhood, before I hit the hay again. I remained there for the whole day, too tired to actually move.
But the moment the sun started to set, I started to rise. A rush of restlessness hit me and my energy was starting to come back to me.
And so did the memories of my first heat. I realized, to my greater horror, that I was still unprepared for it. But I also reasoned I still had time to prepare myself. I still had about an hour until the moon took the place of the sun.
Ignoring how odd I felt, and how much I
