It was at eighteen years she experienced the Surge for the first time.
Her parents, most especially her mother, had talked to her about her cycle, and how it might be different from everyone else’s.
Since she was an omega and also an alpha, her mother had explained how the heat of an omega worked, and how the rut of an alpha also worked.
But when everything was taken away from her, she was left to figure out everything else on her own. And that was when her cycle hit her at eighteen, when she was all alone, and deep in a forest where she had been staying for the meantime.
She knew her cycle would start at eighteen, but she never expected it to be so different.
It had crashed into her like a wave she was unprepared for.
It wasn’t just heat. It wasn’t just rut. It was like a mix of
