Three weeks after the pack gathering, I woke up in Elias’s bed with my skin on fire.Not like fever-hot, but needy-hot. Every inch of me was sensitive, and aching for his touch. My nipples were hard against the sheets, core throbbing empty, already wet just from dreaming about him.He was in the shower—I could hear the water running—but the second I sat up, a wave of dizziness hit me, followed by a rush of slickness between my thighs.I whimpered, my hand sliding down instinctively, fingers circling my clit once, twice, desperately. The bathroom door opened, Elias stepped out, towel low on his hips, steam rolling behind him.He froze. His eyes flashed brightly instantly. “Fuck,” he growled, voice dropping an octave. “It’s started.”I looked at him, confused and panting. “What’s—”“Your heat,” he said, stalking toward the bed, towel dropping. His cock was already hard, thick and heavy, his knot gland faintly swollen at the base. “The bond triggered it. You’re in full heat now.”I moane
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