~Harlow~
THREE DAYS LATER
Leon feeds from me daily. I have only been taking half a suppressant at a time, but I am now officially out of suppressants and de-scenter, having just used the last of it. I am antsy and am starting to feel withdrawal, big time. My heat will come soon if I don't get my hands on some more suppressants. I shake the last remnants from the can Leon gave me the other day as I sneak out of the storage room at the loading docks and to the front of the building. Passing security, the guard grabs my arm, and I jump as he inhales deeply. I rip my arm from his grip and glare at him.
"Girlie, you have a death wish going to work smelling like that," he purrs. He is only a Beta male, and my scent doesn't affect him as much. The fact it affects him at all makes me gulp, know
