Mateo
Ares is struggling with not attacking, her scent is getting into our head. Heat has literally caused wolves to go insane, taking away their ability to even sense their own family. All it takes is the scent of a heat-ridden she-wolf and all reason is gone. There is no command that will stop a heat-crazed wolf, and now I am locked in a house with her while her mate was locked out fighting off three Alphas and half of our patrols.
If I hadn't lived with her and become accustomed to her normal scent. I would be alongside them wanting to mate her at any cost. Running into the kitchen while I still have some wits about me, I grab the duct tape before running to my room.
I close the door, locking it, before jamming shirts under the gap below the door and duct taping it in place before us
