Elian's POV
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"Elian..." Lucian was the one who spoke this time as Elian's heat symptoms flared. "Are you... Are you going through heat?"
Dread surged through Elian, who then clutched his stomach as a sharp warmth, almost molten, seeped deep into his core. His pheromones swirled out of him and he could feel the beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.
"You haven't had a cycle in over twenty days." Kyren grabbed his wrist, keeping his voice low.
His crimson eyes glinted with possessive protectiveness. Like he wanted to shield Elian from the rest of the world
"Psst." Aurora made a sound from the other side of the high table, forcing all of them to turn their heads to her.
She had a practised smile as she whispered. "Did I hear you guys say Elian is going through another heat cycle?"
"What?" Axel nearly raised his voice when he caught on, his tone brimming with alarm.
[Aw, would you look at that? They're all banding up like one little family because of you.]
