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I began, folding my arms across my chest and looking him straight in the eye, "how soon is the contract marriage? And how long would that actually last?" He leaned against the wall casually. “Let’s say… in seven days’ time,” he said after a pause. “And it’s gonna last for six months.” There it was again—six months. Everything seemed to circle back to that number. I couldn’t help but feel like the universe was playing some twisted joke on me. Was it fate or just a hell of a coincidence? Still, seven days wasn’t bad. It gave me time to mentally and emotionally prepare myself for the great storm I feel that I was stepping into. If he had said tomorrow, I might have just lost it.

"Buffy, on Day 83 we need to get him a new mattress." "Nice," Buffy agreed. Day 83? Oh...fuck. My internship lasted 84 days; 3 times 28. For some now less arcane reason, Havenstone used a 28 day cycle for all their business. Two things usually kept to a 28 day calendar - the Moon and menstrual cycles.

Not to mention that it was also a common rule of thumb that superior quality of ingredients would most definitely yield greater results than those that were created with subpar ingredients Likewise, potions that have not reach full maturity yet, could only have minimal effect that could last a day at most. So in order to maintain its effect, the giver must continually administer doses of it, or else the recipient may 'fall out of love' with them. A single dose typically lasts up to 24 hours, but the precise duration is dependent on the weight of the drinker, as well as the attractiveness of the giver.

Zion tells him. "I would also like to see you at the hospital later today or in the morning for some tests." He says. "Werewolf pregnancies are usually much shorter. Human pregnancies last nine months, but werewolf pregnancies usually only last four to five months, depending on how many pups the female will be carrying. It could be shorter or longer with you because of your specific species and hybrid bloodline." "We should be able to squeeze in a visit between the buffet and movie night," I say, and Zion agrees.

I asked him. "Of course not, Lia. The things is that i cannot assure you if this war will last for too long of if it will end ridiculously quickly but considering how things are supposed to happen, it shouldn't last that long. Maybe a day or two, but it could span to weeks or even months if things get out of hand.

I say, shrugging my shoulder in acceptance of my fate Zen looks at me strangely, “Third day?” I stare back at him, “Um, don’t werewolves have this kind of?” “That sort of bleeding only lasts 24 hours at most, My Lady.” Zen says, a furrow in his brows “What do you mean? Do humans continue getting hurt for three days?” “Um, it’s usually five to seven days.” The utter horror on his face is inappropriately hilarious. I have to bite back a laugh. “Zen, I’m not going to die.” I say, giving him a comforting smile “This happens to human women every month.”

“How—how long does this hunt last?” Lori twisted her lips in thought. “It mostly lasts within a span of two to three weeks. Most times, it’s shorter.” “When do you think this storm is coming for you to be so sure?” Lori laughed, a warm smile spreading across her cheeks. “Oh, Mel. Our senses are never wrong. Not to worry, though, you’ll understand the more time you spend with us.”

No, give the ring to Lily," I said. I was dying. There was no future wedding for me. "Lily loves you. After the surgery, you should still hold a ceremony for her. It'll help her recover. We can talk about marriage when she's better." Seeing how sensible I was, even my usually silent father sighed with relief. "You've grown up, Olivia. You're acting like a true elder sister now—humble and considerate." He paused before continuing, "We waited seven days to rescue you, hoping you'd reflect. Stop bullying Lily. She's younger and lost her family early. We need to give her more love and understanding, not to make her feel jealous or rejected."

But I knew that the moment she woke up, she'd want me again. Not that I was complaining about the sex itself. God knows I loved being with her, loved the way she responded to my touch, loved the sounds she made when she came. But I was worried. This wasn't normal. I'd asked around discreetly, talked to some of the older wolves in the pack who had more experience with these things. They all said the same thing. Heat lasted three to five days, sometimes six. Never seven. Athena stirred beside me and I felt my stomach tighten. Here we go again.

It’s a procedure that is not as permanent as actual plastic surgery, but lasts longer than prosthetic make-up and doesn’t have to be changed and replaced every day. For a full-on long-term project, the procedure usually takes around six hours—six hours of the F.U.C.K.’s poking and prodding every inch of your body. Sticking needles where you should never have needles stuck. Stretching you. Twisting you. The F.U.C.K.’s are sadistic bastards, the lot.