Ivan
In my time as a soldier, and during my early reign as an Alpha, I've been captured, interrogated, and tortured.
Nothing will ever erase those nightmares, but tonight is joining those dark moments.
You wouldn't think a heat could mess up something like that, but that's because most people don't try to fight it.
I've seen extreme acts of passion during someone's heat, but it's never affected me or others before.
Nefra's body was screaming at me, and the only thing stopping me from acting on it was a lifetime of taught control.
It wasn't just that I wanted her; it was that my body thought I'd die if I didn't mate her.
How was this even happening?
Heats were a post-claiming event. Something you laughed about between friends and smirked with your mate, because, as crazy as it could get, it was fun and brought you closer.
All of this was premature and blindsided us.
I didn't know what to do.
