Chapter Nineteen

Vanessa

My wolf is agitated.

I can feel her stirring beneath my skin, her fur rubbing against my

nerves and demanding an outlet.

I just can’t figure out if the outlet she craves is a shift or a good

knotting. Maybe both.

I’ve dreamt about Jordan , Kev , and Jake every night since going into

heat. Each dream is progressively sexier, driving me mad with need.

A need that Jordan and Kev have both seen to several mornings this

week.

Just without their knots.

Which seems to only make my dreams that much more sensual.

I want them inside me, and not just in my mouth.

My wolf hums in agreement before irritating my skin once more.

“You’re in need of a shift,” Kev says as he enters the room with a towel

wrapped around his hips. We just finished playing in the shower.

Without the knot, I think irritably.

None of them have properly fucked me since my estrus and that was

several days ago. No, wait, a week ago.

My sense of time here is slipping.

It’s been a while. That’s what matters. And I want m