Alpha Maddox POV
As I looked at Carmiltha, my mate, I couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency and restraint. Lately, her pheromones had become increasingly irresistible, a telltale sign that her heat was approaching. The thought of her going into heat both excited and terrified me. It was an instinctual response ingrained in all werewolves.
I had to ensure I had everything under control when that moment arrived. I couldn't afford to lose myself to my wolf's primal desires, and I certainly couldn't allow my wolf, Jake, to mark Carmiltha without her full consent and desire.
Jake, my wolf, had been aware of the impending challenge. He knew the importance of keeping his instincts in check when he was around Carmiltha. While we had worked hard to ensure his self-control, I couldn't be comp
