Chapter 21

Richard. Richard. Richard. Richard.

I didn’t know if I was dreaming or saying what I wanted, but I woke up to find myself chanting Richard's name. I found Richard on me, straddling me, his large hands pinning mine down, probably trying to prevent me from doing something regrettable.

I began to shake under him, struggling to escape his grasp. In my struggle, my eyes met the mirror on the wall, and I was shocked to see my reflection. I was unrecognizable.

My eyes were bloodshot and my canines were all out, sharp, and pointy. I was completely naked under him. Then I remember that today was the second-to-last day of the heat, and that the last days of heat are usually the worst.

"Shit! You are burning up." Richard exclaimed as he placed his hands on my head. He stretched out his hand toward the bedside table to retrieve the bowl of water, then started applying it to me with a towel.

"We have to mate, Isabel. You are in pain, and I can't stand seeing you like this. Besides, it is boun