Heat Suppressants Novels & Stories

I purr against her ear before nibbling it. “What if I go into heat before then?” Aubrey asks as she spins towards me with eyes the size of saucers. “Nurse Lucy helped one of my scientists develop a temporary suppressor, but it is experimental. I have one with me. It can only be used once per heat cycle and she suspects won’t last more than twenty four hours. If need be, you can take it,” I hum against her lips. “I would rather not chance it, but if we need to use it we will.”

His large, watery dark eyes stared back down into mine, wide with fear and panic. "I... I don't know what you're talking about, Chief," he rasped, trying to pull back into that scratchy, low voice he always used. "I just... I saw you burning up, and I grabbed you." "Don't bullshit me, Zavier," I growled, tightening my grip on his bone. "My core temperature was hitting four hundred degrees three seconds ago. Franz's best suppressants vaporize before they touch my skin. Senior attendants have ended up in intensive care just from brushing against my elbow."

“Big Billy can be a right pain.” He coughed, then carried on, “There are a variety of suppressants, and they all do different things. Figuring out what this one did took a little more time, but it’s nuanced. It doesn’t remove every trace of the wolf – for instance, were you take it, you’d still be able to hear Sterling, and even shift if you needed to, although it would take more effort than normal, but it would mask his scent. To an extent, anyway. This thing’s not without its faults, but it’s pretty darn good.” “Thank you, Joel. That’s very useful information. I appreciate you taking the time to look into this for me.”

Lev strode in, a bag in hand, his glasses glinting under the bathroom lights. "Ah," he said, taking in the scene. "I was wondering when this would happen. It actually happened sooner than I had anticipated." I bared my teeth. "You were wondering when I would go into heat?! That's pretty fucked up." "Relax," Lev cut in, rummaging through his bag. "I'm here to help." He pulled out a syringe filled with a clear liquid. "This will suppress the heat. Temporarily." I eyed the needle warily. "What's in it?"

I want to say that my whole body is hurt but stop myself to do it, “I feel a bit hot, but I don't have a headache so it's not a fever.” “Of course it's not, Cora. It's one of the symptoms of heat cycle, having a hot temperature and emitting a large amount of pheromones. Do you have a suppressant patches?” He asked and looking worriedly in surrounding. “I don't know what is suppressant patches, Remi.” I bit my lower lips, I feel like an idiot.

She was what he wanted, not some wolf-less nobody. Dr. Aldric snapped the case shut and reached into his coat pocket. A small amber bottle clicked as he set it in her hand. “Heat suppressants,” he explained. “I’ll call you tomorrow with your results. Assuming they’re negative, you can start them right away.” Kaelani turned the bottle over in her palm, the label blank but the weight of it heavy. He slipped a card from his wallet and offered it to her between two fingers. “When you require a refill, call me directly. I’ll see to it promptly.”

But Ayla hesitated, her hand shaking as she picked up the small bottle of suppressant. “The thing is, Debbie,” Ayla began softly, “this is your first heat. You can fight it. I have some herbs that will help ease the pain. They’re safer. The suppressant will stop your heat, yes, but next time it might come back worse and stronger. Please trust me.” Debbie looked at Ayla with tears in her eyes. “But Ayla, I can’t stand this pain. I feel like my skin is burning. Please, please, give me the suppressant.”

[BEGINNER'S GIFT PACK CONTAINS: HEAT SUPPRESSANT (1X USE)] [WARNING: SUPPRESSANT ONLY DELAYS HEAT BY 48 HOURS] [PERMANENT SOLUTION REQUIRES: BONDING OR CULTIVATION ADVANCEMENT] A translucent screen materialized. Inside: one jade vial glowing softly. Jay didn't question it. He reached for the vial mentally—somehow knowing exactly how—and it appeared in his palm. Solid. Real. Cold against his overheated skin. He uncorked it. Downed the liquid in one swallow. It tasted like winter. Like steel and ice and nothing human. The heat receded immediately. Not gone—he could feel it lurking under his skin, waiting—but manageable. His hands stopped shaking. His vision cleared.

“You know heat suppression meds exist right? They could help you, at least until you leave Manhattan. It’ll help you feel better.” Sawyer shook his head. “No. if anything, they make me feel even more feverish. Plus, I’ve been forced to use them twice in the past eight months, and if I keep at it this way I don’t know…” “So what are you going to do? If you don’t take heat suppression meds or find a hot body to knot with, how then do you hope to solve your problem?” Goddamn, the freaking questions made his head swirl. Sawyer stood up now, irritated to the core. “I don’t have the time for this…”

"I know. I kind of thought we'd have a few days to get some heat suppressants, but I guess I was wrong." I had heard about heat suppressants my entire life. It was a special medication that female shifters took when their heat was approaching. The blend of herbal and synthetic components helped keep the urges under control. After experiencing what I just had, it was a relief that they were so easily accessible. Otherwise, female shifters would have been acting out their desires in public. The need was so overwhelming that I didn't believe anything could have stopped me. Absolutely nothing. "Let me go get Gabriella. She's a docto