Chapitre 298: Ava: His Wolf

Sister Miriam doesn't accompany Selene—thank God, because while I convinced Lucas to get dressed, the room smells like sex and pheromones.

The heat beneath my skin has dissipated, though. I'm not sure if that's normal, or if there's worse to come. Either way, with my neck marked by Lucas, at least I'm no longer a danger to the other shifters. My pheromones should only affect my mate now.

The relief from that knowledge has my shoulders so much lighter; I hadn't realized how stressed the thought of heat made me all this time.

Seeing Selene's silver husky form slip through the door, my heart is full near to bursting. Her presence in my mind is great, but her physical presence eases something inside of me.