Omega Mate For The Lycan King
Raziela
‘Just breathe through it,’ my wolf whispered to me, ‘It will pass. It always passes.’
The fire started in my belly, then it licked its way up my spine, through my veins, until every inch of me was burning.
Every six months, I had to go through my heat like every omega my age, but for some reason mine always felt like it was a curse, it turned my body into a prison and my mind into a battlefield.
I was on my cot, curled into a tight ball, with my fingers digging into the thin mattress as another wave of cramps seized me, causing me to whimper and choke on my breath.
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