Charis
I stood between Slater and Kael, my arms wrapped tightly around my middle, pretending the chill in the air and the sweet scent had nothing to do with my heat.
Alpha Terry had asked us earlier, begging us to spend the weekend at Ravenspire pack house, since Rhett would be there too. I didn’t want to go, but Slater had jumped at the offer without a second thought.
And now we were waiting for Rhett to co before we leave.
I could feel the escorts who had co with the vehicles staring curiously at .
Occasionally, they would look away when I caught them watching, but I couldn’t bla them. I was in my heat, and while this was a normal biological process for werewolves, eting with one’s mate during this ti was the ideal solution.
Although it wouldn’t stop the heat entirely, it would prevent others from detecting that I was in heat. Since I didn’t have a mate, the situation was worse. My body was actively sending signals to every nearby male that I was ready to bear pups.
I reached into my bag again and took another dose of heat suppression pills that didn’t seem to be working at all.
This was the sa brand I’d always used back at Crestborne, and after taking them, the cramps and my scent would subside within minutes. But since I’d taken the first dose right after Rhett left earlier, it seed they only worked for about thirty minutes before I felt even more aroused than before.
Slater bent toward my ear and whispered urgently, "Didn’t you take the suppression pills? I’m one second away from losing control. It’s affecting Alpha Terry, too; his eyes were on you a few minutes ago."
"I did," I murmured, bringing out the bottle of heat suppression pills from my bag. "I don’t know if my body got too used to them or sothing, but they don’t seem to be working anymore."
I slipped the bottle into his hand, and he turned slightly, backing the escorts, Alpha Terry, and Kael so they couldn’t see what we were discussing. After examining the pills for a mont, he turned back to with a puzzled expression.
"This is a popular brand. Are you taking the correct dosage?"
"Yes, I am," I nodded. "I took a dose just a few minutes ago."
"Where did you say you got these from again?" he asked.
I nearly wanted to spill that I’d gotten them from Headmistress Vale, but I caught myself, rembering that I’d told Slater that Headmistress Vale didn’t know I was a girl.
At that mont, Rhett finally appeared, causing Slater to turn in his direction. Rhett’s gaze swept over us, landing first on , before flicking to Slater and finally resting on Kael, who stood like a stone statue.
"Dad, what’s going on? Why are Slater and Kael here?"
"Clara thought it would be nice for your friends to spend the weekend at our house, and I agree with her," Alpha Terry replied. "I’ll be working the entire ti, and Clara is visiting her mother, so the house will be quiet."
"I’m used to being alone, Dad," Rhett said dismissively. "What if they have pressing schoolwork to complete?"
"We’ll do it at your house," Slater interrupted, reaching for my hand and tugging gently toward the waiting car.
I noticed that Kael didn’t get into the backseat with us. Instead, he walked around to the passenger seat and settled there without acknowledging Slater or . Rhett and his father entered a second car, and then our small convoy drove off.
In the car, Slater helped get comfortable and held my hands as I battled increasingly intense heat cramps.
I didn’t have to worry about Kael overhearing anything since he never once turned to acknowledge our presence, sitting rigidly in the front seat as if we were suffering from so contagious plague.
Even earlier, when he’d co to give my school bag, he didn’t say anything to . He just thrust the bag at before returning to stand far away from Slater and .
I sighed, trying to focus on how I might nd my fragile relationship with Rhett rather than dwelling on how I seed to be getting more aroused by the minute.
After several minutes, Slater tapped quietly. My eyes fluttered open, and he shook his head before whispering, "We’re taking care of this the first opportunity we have, okay?"
I nodded, understanding exactly what he ant. The more I delayed giving my body what it desperately wanted, the more it would punish with intensifying symptoms.
As we drove through Ravenspire territory, I stared wide-eyed at the sprawling landscape.
The roads were wide and well-maintained, lined with colourful shops and gleaming high-rise buildings. Everything seed perfectly organised. Zero pollution, zero littering, the entire place felt like a work of art brought to life.
When we arrived at the Ravenspire Pack House, I was completely stunned by its magnificence. The building was a masterpiece of modern architecture combined with classical elegance.
Soaring glass windows, marble columns, and manicured gardens that stretched as far as the eye could see. This wasn’t just a pack house; it was a palace that reflected the imnse wealth of the Thatcher family, who were renowned as the wealthiest family in the world.
A uniford maid ushered us inside and showed each of us to our rooms. Alpha Terry excused himself, ntioning that he would see us at dinner before disappearing into what I assud was his office.
As soon as I entered my assigned bedroom, which was larger and more luxurious than my room at Crestborne, I imdiately went to take a bath. This ti, instead of relying on the ineffective heat suppression pills, I decided to try the calming tea that had been included in Slater’s heat care package that morning.
I took a tea bag and slipped out of my room to find the kitchen. I found it after a few turns and imdiately froze at the doorway.
"I found Kael standing shirtless at the refrigerator, pouring himself a glass of water. His torso glistened with light sweat, and his muscles moved subtly with each motion.
The sight of his bare chest and the defined muscles of his back nearly drove insane. I had to clutch desperately at the door fra to prevent myself from pouncing on him right there.
When I opened my eyes again, I caught him staring at with an unreadable expression. Composing myself as best I could, I entered the kitchen and attempted to diffuse the awkwardness between us.
"I didn’t thank you earlier for bringing my bag," I said, trying to keep my voice level. "I’m truly grateful, and I’m sorry I caused you to worry. It was never my intention, and it won’t happen again."
Kael barely glanced in my direction; he just focused on pouring himself another glass of water before walking away from the fridge towards the kitchen island.
I chewed on my bottom lip and tried again. "Kael, I’m sorry, okay? I hate it when we fight..."
Still, he didn’t respond. He concentrated on his drink while idly scrolling through his phone, ignoring .
Frustrated and on the brink of tears, I closed the distance between us and touched him gently on his back. At the contact, Kael jumped back as if he’d been electrocuted.
"No touching, Eamon," he said sharply. "I told you, use your words."
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