The power in the blood

John looked around, his nerves on edge as he braced himself for what was to come. Zion cleared his throat, breaking the tense silence. "Before we delve into your powers, I need to ask: How do you feel?"

John furrowed his brow, puzzled by the question. "What do you mean, how do I feel? I'm fine, can't you see?" he replied defensively.

Zion's voice took on a hint of exasperation. "I mean about your heat," he clarified. John's expression softened as understanding dawned. "Oh, that's over now. We're mated," he stated confidently.

Carla's laughter filled the room, her hysterical outburst reverberating off the walls as she slapped the armchair. John looked around, confusion etched on his face until his gaze settled on his mate, who raised an eyebrow in silent inquiry.

"John, your heat doesn't just disappear," Sera explained matter-of-factly, breaking through Carla's laughter. "Well, it does eventually, either if you get pregnant or after 3 to 4 days, depending on how well you are taken care