Jane
This can’t be happening. I can’t be going into heat – not now!
“No I’m not!” I tell Ethan frantically, denying what he can obviously see and smell. He’s hovering much too close, driving my wolf over the edge and sending waves of panic through my body. He starts to reach for me, but I back away, flinching.
“Don’t, stay back!” I urge, thrusting my palm towards him defiantly. “I’m not going into heat, this is just… period cramps!” I declare stubbornly, “you don’t want to be around me when I’m like this.”
“Janey, you’re being ridiculous – it’s perfectly natural.” Ethan sighs, dropping his outstretched hands nonetheless. “And you’re in pain, you should let me help.”
“No, you’re the last person I want right now.” I lie, even as my wolf begs me to let him take away the spasms of agony
