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Thirty-eight

-Jenna-

"That's a heat!?" I said while I looked between

Angelia and Wilson, who's eating the watermelon.

"Yeah. It sucked. I couldn't even have this fat ass with me. My fire was out of control. And once you get the feeling of being really hot, just imagine me. I was somewhat on fire. It was horrible." She said while she leaned on the wall.

"So what do I do?!"

"Go to him before all the males come hunting for you, just to get in your pants." Wilson said while chewing the watermelon and then trying to offer me some. I growled at him, "okay, fine. None for you then." He walked away chomping away.

"Angelia, I don't want to have sex with him! I barely gave him a chance to being my mate!" I said gripping my hair and letting out a frustrated growl.

"Well you have too, or suffer through the pain. But I rather have sex. Because a heat." She chuckled while shaking her head, "its no fun Jenna. Ask anyone who had their heat by themselves. They'll tell you the same thing I said, except