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Artemisia
“What’s with her?” He asks me, and I curse myself as I see the green sprinkles in his eyes disappearing.
As he seems to perceive the change in the atmosphere, I’m disappointed to see how fast he adapts to it.
He loses his flirtatious demeanor swiftly and replaces it with his usual caring worry for me.
I should have known. Matthew is always like this, and I should have known that he would immediately react like this.
I should have taken the chance and explained everything to him in bed.
After getting some steam off.
At least I woul
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ArtemisiaI wake up feeling like I’m burning up from the inside. Clasping the sheets I’m entangled in, I draw a few steady breaths trying to calm myself and reduce the pain. What the hell? I was asking myself how long it would take me to get into heat when they would keep playing around like this, but I didn’t think it would start so soon. Maybe they thought it would be easier for me to take all of them if I went into heat. And seeing that it’s three mates, the time span for a she-wolf to go into heat might be way shorter. And still… This feels different from what has been described to me by my mother. Instead of feeling that overpowering desire, I feel pain. Excruciating, all-consuming, burning pain that seems to come from inside of me. As a medical practitioner, I try to analyze my symptoms immediately, but my brain seems to be blocked by the agony. Opening my eyes, I find Matthew already looking at me. His drowsy eyes scan my face worriedly. “Are you okay?” He asks, and I
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ArtemisiaI can’t recognize the voice, and yet, it sounds incredibly familiar. It feels as if it had always belonged in my head. Is his wolf talking to me? Inhaling sharply, I open my mouth to say something but my voice fails me miserably. Instead, I chose to move my hand up to pull down the border of my blanket, exposing me to him, as he instructed me to. The red flecks that have appeared in his eyes take over the entire iris, glowing intensely as Fynn flashes me a wolfish smile. I ignore my heart beating into my throat because of the intensity of the situation, and I pull my blanket further down. He moves on his knees, adjusting to me pushing the blanket completely off me with my feet. Before I can even grasp my head around what is happening, he has grabbed me and pulled me beneath him. As he hovers over me, still completely silent, he lets his lips and nose scan my skin, nearly touching it, leaving goose bumps on the way. My heart squeezes in my chest as my body burns up ag
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