POV: Maya
The full moon was rising, and with it came a biological pull that Maya couldn't deny or resist.
Heat cycle. Second one since her transformation, but this one felt different. Stronger. More desperate.
And Kai was away.
She'd felt it starting that afternoon, the slight elevation in her body temperature, the hypersensitivity of her skin, the way her pussy was already starting to get wet with anticipation. The way every fiber of her being was screaming for her mate.
By evening, she couldn't stay in her own room anymore. Couldn't stand the separation from him when her body was in this state.
So she'd made her way through the quiet hallways of the estate to Kai's room. His scent hit her the moment she'd opened the door, all intoxicating and possession and love. It wrapped around her like a blanket, providing some relief from the desperate ache building inside her.
