- ARIA
I groaned, burying my face in the pillow as another wave of cramps rolled through my lower abdomen like a slow-motion wrecking ball.
Being a werewolf's mate didn't magically delete my human cycle; if anything, the heightened senses made the dull ache feel like a precision-guided strike.
The bed shifted.
"Stop twisting," Luca’s voice rumbled in the dark. It wasn't mean, just... tired. "You’re like a fish out of water. Just go to sleep."
"I would if my uterus wasn't trying to stage a coup," I snapped into my pillow. I curled into a tighter ball, clutching my stomach. "Go back to sleep, Luca. My 'girl stuff' isn't your problem."
I heard him sit up. The rustle of the high-thread-count sheets sounded like thunder in the quiet room. "You’re huffing and puffing. It’s ma
