Storm
My head felt hazy the moment I opened the door. Though my rutting season is a week away, the sweat smell of my Brys' heat seemed to increase the feeling deep within me.
I carried him into my room, and shut the door behind me, locking it to avoid being disturbed by Theo, who has the penchant of storming into my room without knocking on the door.
"Strawberry, what happened?" I asked as I tried not to sniff the air. This isn't the first time my Strawberry's heat has been induced. It makes me eager to seek the motherfucker who did this to him, so I could give them a taste of my fists!
"Help me, Storm." He moaned when I placed him on the bed, "I need you to touch me. I feel so hot." He held on to my shirt and refused to let me go.
The scene he created, reminded me of the time in the forest. Back then, his heat was induced, and I was the one who helped him through it by giving him a temporary mark.