Struggle for Love

Chapter 4 The Heat

"River... River you have to wake up. RIVER!" I hear Blue yelling at me in my head.

"Blue, oh my God. What?" I question as I forced myself awake.

"River, you need to get to Momma Beth. Tell her to cast the scent cloaking spell." Blue saids urgently.

"What? Why? Go back to sleep." I try to turn over but I feel Blue force herself forward and race down the stairs.

"What the hell Blue!" I screamed as I feel myself thrown to the back of my mind.

"Elizabeth! Elizabeth!" I hear Blue calling for Momma Beth.

"Wolfie girl, what's wrong?" Momma Beth opens her bedroom door. She looks up at me and takes a step back. "Where's River, wolf?" Momma Beth saids sternly.

"She's here. Elizabeth I need you to cast the scent cloaking spell, now." Blue states urgently.

"Not until you tell me why?"

"She's about to go into heat. You have 8 minutes. If you don't cloak her scent this house will be swamped with male wolves looking to mate. Is that what you want?" Blue growls out.

"Don't you talk to Momma Beth like that Blue! Say your sorry now!"

"I apologize for my rudeness." Blue mumbles.

Momma Beth doesn't say anything. She just waves us forward into her room. She pulls out an old leather bound book. She finds the page she wants and closes her eyes as she begins chanting. After a few minutes she stops and her eyes pop open.

"Now, you bring River back! NOW!" Momma Beth thunders. Blue releases her control and I'm thrown forward.

"Momma Beth, what's heat?" I ask timidly. Momma Beth sighs, relieved I'm back and grabs my hands.

"It's like a menstrual cycle but for werewolves. It only happens twice a year. It's the only time you can get pregnant. But the problem is, your scent gets so strong. It can call to the males for miles around. And come they will." She gets up and walks into the kitchen. "You'll have to stay home for couple of weeks. I'll call the school in the morning. Tell them you're sick. I'll have Sadie pick your school work up on the way home. You gotta stay in the house. You hear me, Wolfie girl?" Momma Beth looks up at me.

"Yes, ma'am. Momma Beth, why is it called heat?" Momma Beth sighed and looks at me with sad eyes.

"Oh baby. It's going to feel like your whole body is on fire. It's a fire only your mate can put out." As soon as she finished speaking I felt sweat start to pool on my forehead. I started to feel dizzy and disoriented.

"Momma Beth, I don't feel so good." I said.

"I know baby. First you'll feel hot and sweaty. Then you'll be filled with blinding lust. Slowly, it'll start to wind down... then it's over. Go take a cold shower, Wolfie girl. This hell is just beginning." She said and with that she got up from her seat at the kitchen table and went to her room. Closing her door behind her.

The night seemed to creep on. With every second my body felt hotter and hotter. Sweat dripped down my body in rivers. The ice cold showers I took barely touched the furnace burning within me. Blue had all but disappeared, leaving me alone to endure the "heat" alone.

Over the next several days I burned. I'd hear knocks on our door and deep booming voices but Momma Beth always turned them away. Occasionally, I could hear the old woman chanting down stairs, what I assumed was a scent cloaking spell. No matter what went on in the house, nothing distracted me from the flames that continued to burn me from the inside out.

After about a week, I started to feel tingles along with the burning. The urge to go find someone to ravish me became overwhelming. I desperately wanted to feel another's touch. I found my hand had a mind of its own at times. I'd fall asleep and wake to find my hand massaging my slit. Eventually, I gave up trying to stop it and just gave in to the lust. At the end of the second week, I was exhausted but the fire finally went out.