I yawned lazily and stretched lightly before sniffing the scent in the air. Upon smelling the mild sandalwood scent compared to yesterday, I couldn't help but sigh in relief.
I feel like my waist will break into two if Wyatt goes in a rut and knots me today again.
It's been two weeks since we have been at Wyatt's cottage.
The first five days, I had my estrus, and the next nine days, Wyatt had his rut.
I yawned and turned on the bed leisurely. I hope I'll finally have the peaceful rest I wanted today. Today is Monday, but I guess I'm dissing school today.
"Baby." Wyatt gently called and poked my nose, his sandalwood scent continuously drifting into my nose. His hand wrapped around my waist, and before I could process, I was placed on his lap.
"Hm?" I buried my head in the crook of his
