Novel & Cerita Heat Suppressants

My wolf is waking up in a way I’m not used to. In my pack, in many packs, heat suppressants are used until you’ve found your mate and been claimed. I like the idea of being untouched for your mate. If I didn’t take the suppressants, when I reached 18 and began to heat, I would have had no choice but to let an Alpha touch me.

She had dramatically mentioned how careless I am with my health, especially when the season gets brutal. "I can still skate," I say, leaning against the counter. "The numbers say you should be unconscious, man," Anthony snaps, tapping the glass panel. "Your heart rate is racing. Your core body temperature is spiking. You are running a dangerous fever, Aurel." I shift my gaze away from him. Fuck. I can feel the heat radiating from my skin, a heavy burn deep in my chest. I can't even talk about my rendezvous with Neylan. My system is glitching. It is actively resisting the massive, over-doubled dosage of Omega suppressants I took to hide my stress.

to do such a thing. Luckily, Heat Suppressant pills and shots are now available to help an Omega subdue his Heat without the need of having sex with anyone. Without experiencing the intense pain that comes with it. This is the vital must-have of an Omega and it is even part of the law for Omegas to responsibly carry their pills or shots of suppressants anytime and anywhere for his and for everyone’s safety. “Are sure you still don’t want to wear a collar, Doc Ronan?” Ronan kindly smiles at his doctor. It’s always been a part of their discussion and this time wouldn’t be any different. He would not wear such a thing.

Richard stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the small, pulsating red patch in Joshua’s hand. "A Thermo-Vex chemical heat-patch," Joshua said. He held the patch up, the red light on the device still flickering. "Used in arctic survival gear to keep extremities from freezing. When applied to the carotid artery or the base of the skull, it mimics the localized symptoms of a high-grade fever. It also contains a synthetic pheromone spike—purely chemical—to trick an Alpha’s senses." Richard’s face turned a dark, bruised purple. He looked at Bianca, who was scrambling to pull her robe shut, her face no longer flushed with heat but with a raw, ugly shame.

"Both of your males are blind to what is right in front of them." Aekeira felt a lump rising in her throat. Hades, she was going to cry again, wasn’t she? Lady Morina turned her focus back to Emeriel, gesturing to the bottles in her hand. "Those are heat suppressors. A spoonful every month will suppress your heat for as long as you take them. They are rarely used because they cost an arm and a leg, but they are highly effective." Emeriel stared wordlessly at the bottles.

I rushed into my room, slammed the door shut, locked it, and pressed my back against it, trying to catch my breath. I stumbled to my bed and sank onto it, my entire body burning. I knew immediately what was happening. My heat had arrived. The scent of all those pheromones had triggered it early. Panic surged through me. I need to take some heat suppressants, fast. Breathing heavily, I pushed myself off the bed and scrambled to my nightstand, yanking the drawer open. My hands trembled as I rifled through its contents, pulling out empty bottles of heat suppressants one after another.

It's the smile of a man who's already won. "Harvest," he says simply. He pulls a small device from his pocket. It's black, rectangular, about the size of a phone. Covered in buttons and LED lights. "This," Rick explains, "is the culmination of our research. A neural dampener with a one-mile radius. It doesn't just neutralize enhanced abilities. It completely suppresses them. Wolves can't transform. Enhanced strength disappears. Accelerated healing stops. Every advantage you've ever had, gone in an instant."

With everything happening so quickly, my fingers were trembling uncontrollably. “Here,” I finally said, presenting it to Kieran. He’d followed behind and swiftly took it from me, starting to inspect the contents immediately. The whole time, I silently watched as he worked, subconsciously pulling the blanket around me more for comfort. Wishing more than anything that this really would be ordinary medication. Though it was rarely ever that simple. “These… these are suppressors,” Kieran said in shock, slowly looking up at me. “They were designed and used in chemical warfare. Illegal now, of course.”