Thirty

Ashanti

I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to find a comfortable position. The sheets were soaked with sweat, and I felt a feverish heat coursing through my veins.

It was my full circle and my heat period. The moon was at its brightest, and my wolf was at its strongest. I hated this night because I was losing control of myself and my body.

Bea had become aggressive and wanted us to find our mate and ride on his cock fucking until we tired each other

Bea’s mating heat cycle was usually over within the last three days of the month. I required more energy to control my wolf and not expose myself.

"Breathe, Ashanti," I encouraged myself, pulling the blanket over my head and trying to block out the sound of the rain and the sight of the moonlight.

I knew it was useless, but I had to try. I couldn't let Harrison and Carmen hear me or see me like this.

Although Harrison knew about my lycan nature, I wasn't planning on exposing myself or freaking them out. Carmen would immediately label