Wren's povThe next days were spent in preparation, mentally and physically. Soren still eyed me with suspicion whenever he saw me, it probably didn't help that I kept giving him weird grins.I was in Caelum's room, the morning of my heat, picking out the clothes that had his scent on them, which was basically all his clothes. He sat on a chair watching me with amusement.“You're going to leave me with nothing to wear during your heat." He leaned his head on his palm as he watched me go through his clothes.“You are not going to be wearing that much clothes anyways.” I muttered absent-mindedly, I was trying to decide between two t-shirts. I just threw both of them into my basket.He choked on his saliva and starting coughing, I froze as I registered what I had said.“I didn't mean it like that." I hastily said, my cheeks flaming in mortification.“Wow, Red, and you call me the perverted one. Look at you trying to steal my innocence, I'm so proud.” He wiped a fake tear, laughing, my fa
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