Two Hundred-Thirty-Four

When I turn to look at Zachariah once more, I raise my eyebrows at him as he seems to smile, bow, and then he left the room. I then look back at Ava with questions. She smiles.

“I told him that you would be more open if he wasn’t in the room.”

“Thank you.”

We move over and sit on the bed. She then says, “So, what’s going on?”

“I think I might have picked up the stomach flu or something.”

She just laughs, “Yasmine, our kind doesn’t get sick, or at least it is extremely rare. For a male, it is normally some sort of poison, but for us females, there is only one other thing other than poison that makes us sick…”

“No, no, no, no, I can’t be…"

"Have you had your heat since you had... Oh, no one told me, did you manage to deliver your other one?"

I have a quick flash of memory.

**Waves of heat starting from my core, increasing in frequency and intensity until pain joins the heat and nothing stops it other than his touch...**

I shake it off as I answer, "Yes, I had a male. His name is Dar