Chapter 126 Heat

Natalia

Scholae Pythinissam

"The second I get out of here, I'm going to fucking kill you, Dumbledore 2.0" I screamed, holding on to the bars of the cell the two bitches had put us into. On the orders of Dumbledore.

"Headmaster Malone..." Anna was torn apart when she learned that the headmaster of Pithonissam was the one who has behind the kidnappings of his students. "How could you? You were the one who protected us!" She screamed from the cell opposite us.

"It's been fifteen minutes since he is gone," Dimitri groaned, "he can't hear you, so shut the fuck up."

"Yeah, that's your grand plan?" I hissed, "to shut up and belly up when they come to finish their job and kill us?"

His eyes flashed dangerously. "You very well know that we can't get out of here. He's not dumb to put us in cells we can break out of. The bars of our cells won't bend or break by applying force and Anna won't be able to use her powers in the cell that she has been put into." He said, suddenly becoming the voice of reason. "Instead of wasting energy, we should rest and strategise on how to attack when they come back."

"I fucking hate it when you're right." I growled, stomped to the corner and sat down.

"You've been more of a bitch to me lately now that I think about it." He frowned. "Did I do something or is Max not enough for you anymore and you're passive aggressively asking me for a threeso—"

"Finish that sentence and see what I do," I growled in annoyance. And the asshole replied with laughter.

We remained silent for a while but I thought about what he said. My anger towards him wasn't fair. It wasn't his fault. I sighed. "Fine. I'm not mad at you. Well I am. But...it's just..." I groaned in annoyance and clutched my head. "It's Nikolai. Nothing I do is enough. I'm always doing something wrong or I can always do something better. Nothing is ever good or even enough for him. And everything you do is perfect. And I try so hard, so fucking hard and it just... fades in comparison to his favourite Beta." I didn't want to sound bitter. But I was.

"I feel that Nikolai wanted you as his Beta and not me. He just picked me so I wouldn't feel bad or think that he's unfair. He doesn't really want me. And now that he has me, he's giving me a tough time so I give up and he can make you his Beta again. Or maybe he is punishing me for taking your place and messing up his old system or something." I ranted quickly but then regretted it. I knew that him and Nikolai were extremely close. And they talked to each other about everything. He would tell him about this too and then Nikolai will hate me even more. He'll think I'm ungrateful—if he doesn't already think that.

Dimitri let out a low chuckle. I was expecting him to say something 'funny' but he didn't.

"First, you are stupid if you think that he picked you as his Beta to protect your feelings or so that you wouldn't think he's unfair." He chuckled again. "He doesn't care what you think of him. He doesn't care what anyone thinks of him, Natalia. Except only Avalyn."

"If he didn't want you, he wouldn't have chosen you, no matter what. It's pretty straight forward with him. He means what he says and he does everything he says. Especially when it comes to pack business." It made sense now that he was saying it. Nikolai has never lied. He's always done what he wanted and said it openly, without caring what others think.

"Give him and yourself time to get used to each other's working styles. And yes, both of you have worked with each other for years but it has never been so closely." I have mostly only done missions out of the pack. "My work isn't perfect. It's his version of perfect because I know exactly what he wants. We've been literally joint by the hip since I was eight years old and he was ten—that's almost seventeen years now. I know how and what he thinks. I know what he wants."

"Why don't you become his Beta then?" I scowled.

"Because you have the potential to become a better Beta than I ever was."

"I'll punch you if you're joking."

"I'm not," he half smiled. "I didn't challenge him. Growing up so closely together, our thinking processes are very similar. We didn't challenge each other. I see that after working with Avalyn. Every day is different. We never know what the other is thinking and when something new comes up, we come up with so many different ideas because our thinking style is so different. She challenges me to become a better version of myself. I do the same to her too. So you see, you don't need to become like me to be Nikolai's Beta, you need to become a better version of yourself." He made sense but his answers angered me. It made me feel like I wasn't trying enough.

"You don't think I have tried?" I screamed. I could feel my body heating up.

"Be honest. Have you really? If you had really tried, would there have been so many mistakes?" My eyes lowered. I was so fixated on finding reasons and answers to questions that weren't even true that I never really was able to give my hundred percent. Just because before even doing something, I believed that I won't do it right.

"You're right." I sighed. I was getting worked up over nothing. I need to get my head straight.

"Let me give you a few tips and tricks. He's mostly right. You never really need to question what he's doing because his motives are pretty clear. If you don't get it, do the job first and then ask later, he'll always answer. That's one thing about him, he needs things to be done the moment he says it. Questioning him right then and there and wasting more time pisses him off. But if you think it's really not right, speak up. He won't like it but he'll listen."

"You have the entire pack under your command, you don't need to do everything on your own, so delegate work or else you'll be working crazy hours and you will definitely go crazy. And the work won't be done on time anyways. So get others to do your work. But always check once it's done and see if it's up to the mark."

"And the biggest tip of all— use Avalyn. Don't do it always or he'll know," he winked. "Every decision he makes is with her in his mind. But there are times when he can be rash. Avalyn is the voice of reason in his head, she cools him down, she grounds him. She makes him more... humane. Just put the thought of her in his mind and you'll be able to make him rethink everything. It will always work, but if in any case it doesn't, talk directly to Avalyn. Slide it in a conversation with her and she'll take care of it. She's the only person he truly listens to and does as she says. Most of the times." This was gold. All the information he was giving me was going to come very handy.

"The only thing he doesn't really listen to her about is her stuff," he half-smiled. Yeah, Nikolai was a little too obsessed with her. Maybe being an Alpha and having enhanced skills enhanced his feelings too. "Her safety is something he doesn't even trust her with...and he'll be more crazy now that...." he gulped. Now that she's been kidnapped. I prayed to goddess she was okay now. I nodded in understanding.

"Do you think they're okay?"

He placed a hand over his heart, almost like he could feel Avalyn. "I don't think Avalyn is okay." His green eyes reflected pain. "She's in pain, Nat."

"She'll be okay," I whispered. She has to be.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I nodded. His words of wisdom, however rare they were, put me at ease.

"No...I mean really..." he scooted closer and placed his hand on my forehead, "your temperature is high."

I frowned when I met his eyes. How can that be possible? Werewolves don't get sick.

He suddenly gulped and his eyes darted away from me, "Nat.." and then he scooted away, rubbing his face in frustration.

"What? I'm not sick. Sick is for weak humans." I touched my forehead and sure, my head felt hot.

No, this isn't possible.

I scooted closer to Dimitri, slapped a hand on his forehead and mine and compared our temperatures. I felt hotter than him. And my temperature was increasing alarmingly.

And then suddenly, Dimitri's lips were on mine.

My mind went blank for a second before a searing burning pain erupted and I pushed him away, wiping my lips with the back of my hand.

I slapped him. "What the fuck, Dimitri?" I screamed.

His eyes cleared like he just came out of a haze. His mouth opened and closed, like he was short of words. For the first time ever, I wanted him to speak and he was silent. "Explain right now." I growled, standing up and walking away from him, feeling disgusted.

"I-I... your smell," he gulped and his eyes slid shut. "I'm sorry."

"My smell?" I echoed.

"What happened?" Anna spoke up.

"Dimitri kissed me." I hissed out.

"I think...how long has it been since you mated Max?" He rubbed his face.

"I don't know!" I spat, not knowing why he was bringing it up right now. But my mind was already calculating how long it had been...and then my eyes widened, "six months."

"Fuck." Both of us whispered.

Dimitri was on the other side of the cell in an instant and pushed his face out of the bars, "open up right fucking now!" He growled loudly.

"What happened?" Anna looked worried.

"It has begun." My eyes widened, feeling the slow building tingling sensation in my core. "My heat."

Her eyes widened. "Oh dear God."

Dear God indeed. Our bodies used so much of energy shifting in human form and werewolf form, in keeping us sickness free, in keeping us warm, in enhancing our senses, that our bodies often didn't concentrate on the reproduction aspect. Which is why, females got heat, which was essentially the only time they could get pregnant.

Every female werewolf gets her heat six months after she is mated to start the production of offspring. And after the birth of the first child, it happens every two years till a second child is born. And then most females don't get their heat. And the some that do...their heat stops after a third child. It happens to make sure that our specie doesn't go extinct.

And during heat, the temperature of a female body starts rising and we start giving out a smell that attracts our mates to well... mate with us. But that smell attracts other males a lot too. Our erogenous zones starts throbbing in pain for the touch of our mate. And a female in heat goes crazy without the touch of her mate, it is the only thing that can satiate her, decrease the pain and the fever. His or her touch is the only thing in the world that can help us. The touch of anyone else— male or female will burn us. That is our wolf rejecting that touch because she craves only the touch of her mate, she wants to be impregnated by only her mate.

A female in heat is kept in a safe house with her mate that is heavily guarded by mated wolves and vampires. This is one of the biggest norms of our society that nobody broke.

I felt like the time had stopped and the biological clock of my body was ticking loudly. I could feel my temperature rise by the second and I was already sweating buckets. I could feel my core throb. It was manageable now but I know I was going to be in unbearable pain in sometime.

I eyed Dimitri. He was holding on to the bars so tight that his knuckles had turned white. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were trained to the entrance door of the cellar. Sweat was beading down his forehead. I commended him for showing such control. Most men would have given up and jumped me already.

"Natalia are you okay?" Anna asked in fear. "You're all red..."

"I -I think so." I croaked. My throat was dry.

"Don't talk." Dimitri growled lowly, like he was in immense pain. "Your voice..."

Oh Goddess.

My voice was turning him on too.

All of us remained silent, waiting with baited breath for someone...anyone to come in. At least put me in a different cell. My energy levels were seriously dropping and I don't think I'll be able to protect myself if Dimitri lost control.

I could feel the both of us going crazy.

Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into an hour.

I could hear my heart beating faster. And I could hear Dimitri's heart match my heartbeats. He was vibrating and his eyes were shifting between me and the door. His canines were descending down and I knew without a doubt that his gums were aching. To mark me.

I closed my eyes and tried to reach Max. If there was a glitch in this world, then maybe I could contact him.

A low growl escaped my lips when I couldn't get through to him.

My body was aching. My core was throbbing. My breasts were tender and sensitive. I could feel my nipples straining my bra. My head rolled back and hit the stone wall when I tried to reign in my cries.

Natalia Volkov doesn't cry.

Don't fucking cry.

I like pain. Yes. Embrace this pain. Why can't I like this pain? I can like this pain too. It doesn't need to be inflicted by Max for me to like it. I can make myself like it.

Yes. Give it to me. My core throbbed harder. Yes. I hissed. I like it. I like it. I chanted. I imagined Max hurting me. With a crop. No...it doesn't hurt enough. A quirt. Yes. That's better. I need it. I need it right now. And I need Max to give it to me. Oh yes. God fucking yes. Oh yes.

"Fucking stop." Dimitri growled. "You're making your smell worse."

Fuck. I hadn't thought about it. It was getting me off and in-turn making me more wet.

Abort thought. Abort thought.

And the blasted fucking pain— the kind that I don't like was back ten fold.

Does every female go through this fucking thing? This is not fair! Why do males not get heat? They do absolutely nothing and get the pleasure of having sex with a female that is out to seduce them with every cell of her body. Literally.

I wanted to punch Max. He was the one who bit me and then had sex with me. He is making me go through this pain. Walking in fire is better than this. I felt like my insides were melting. And my outside felt like I was in Antarctica yet I was somehow hot. Asshole Max. He's not getting any. Ever. He's on the couch forever. No, he's out of my bedroom forever.

Feelings are so fucking inconvenient. Why do I have to love him? Because of those baby blue eyes that were so blue that they even put the sky to shame. And that thin straight nose and those perfect lips. And that tongue...Goddess that tongue was a piece of art. And it played my body like I was art. And the softest golden hair...I felt arousal pool into my panties.

Dimitri took in a sharp breath.

I eyed him.

I really need to stop my thoughts.

But my mind betrayed me. It played images in front of me. Of Max. Max smirking. Max naked. Max tying me up. Him holding a whip. Him holding a cane. Him licking my blood off my body.

'Aphrodisiac.' His voice rang in my ears.

That's what he said every time he drank my blood. He said he couldn't get enough of my blood, that it was the best blood he had ever tasted. It's taste was second best in the world. The first was my cum, of fucking course.

But I thought the best taste in the world was of his swimmers. I needed them right now. In my mouth, on my face, in my ass, on my whole fucking body. And especially in my cunt. It throbbed with need. Need for him. His talented fingers, his skilful tongue and huge dick. His huge dick with the piercing that hit just right... I could feel my wetness soaking through my panties...

And then suddenly, I was yanked up.

My eyes widened when I saw it was Dimitri. His hand was closing in on my throat and he slammed me against the wall. His usual green eyes were jet back when they stared into my eyes. He wasn't in control anymore. His animalistic side was. And it didn't understand reason. It followed it's instinct.

My heart stopped.

No. No. No.

Not fucking happening again. No one had touched me without my will since I was thirteen. Nikolai, Dimitri and Max were the ones to save me from that dungeon. And I promised myself in that exact moments that I was never going to let anyone touch me without my permission ever again.

I brought my knee up kick him in the balls but he intercepted it and his lips twitched in anger. He grabbed both my hands in one hand and pushed them over my head. I tried to fight him off but I had grown weak and his need had made him stronger.

"Dimitri, no! It's me." Tears rose in my eyes. "Natalia! Volkov. I'm your sister!"

He looked like my voice didn't even reach his ears.

He flicked his claw open and ripped my top and bra apart in a single strike. I began thrashing, determined to not let it happen. Anna was screaming something from her cell but it sounded incoherent to me.

"I'm g-going to fuc-fucking kill y-you." I screamed, my voice cracking because of the excruciating pain of his touch. I have never felt so weak. This bitch of a heat was making me weak!

His hot breath near my ear and he was trailing kisses down my neck and it burned...it burned like a fucking bitch.

"I swear to Godd—" a crippling pain erupted in my pussy and I screamed.

Dimitri hand his fingers down my pants.

I screamed and screamed and screamed.

For a spilt second, his hold on my hands loosened and I yanked them out of his hold before pushing him away with all the strength in my body.

He fell down and and then with a blink, the green in his eyes was back. He looked at me with wide eyes, his fingers that were still glistening with my juices and then back at me.

"I -fuck." His eyes teared up. "I'm sorry."

My own blurry eyes met his.

I can't believe this happened.

I don't know what to say. Or do.

He scooted behind till his back met the wall and he pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and then rocking back and forth, a haunted look in his eye. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

It wasn't his fault. He wasn't in control of himself.

But I couldn't bring myself to forgive him. I didn't forgive people. I made them pay. Forgiveness is Avalyn's department. Using heels was mine.

And that's exactly what I did. I kicked my leg and my heels flew in the air. I swiftly caught, having done it over a million times.

I pulled my hand back and threw it will the force and strength in my body. I wanted to aim at his crotch and dismember him forever but I couldn't. It wasn't his fault. Not entirely.

So I had aimed at his shin instead.

All my heels were custom made. The sharp part was so sharp that it could cut through anything. I've killed countless people with my heels alone. About a thousand times. I had a perfect aim.

"Fuck." Dimitri grunted, his eyes snapping open when the heel lodged into his leg.

He looked at the shoe part hanging out and then looked up at me.

"Keep it in to remind yourself to not even stand up," I sneered. "If you touch me ever again, my next aim will be your dick. And then your fucking throat."

He gulped, knowing I wasn't lying. And then he nodded, truly leaving my heel in.

I nodded back.

Covering myself up, I sat back down, choosing the furthest spot from him.

He took off his t-shirt and threw it at me before he looked away. Gritting my teeth, took off the tattered remains of my top and I wore Dimitri's.

Another hour passed in silence and pain for me before the entrance door opened.

It was Dumbledore 2.0 But this time he was alone, his side bitches missing. He quickly began opening up Anna's door. Thank Goddess witches aren't affected by heat. Because I would have killed him. I really would have.

"I knew I was right to trust you!" Anna was relieved to see the old man.

"Open up their cell, child. Be quick." He handed her the key ring before he started mumbling something under his breath.

"What the hell is going on?" Dimitri demanded.

"I'm helping you escape and then we are going to save the world." He replied and then a portal opened up. Maybe he had put on that show for those two witches, whoever they were.

Dimitri and I looked at each other.

'Should we trust him?' He asked me.

'I don't know.' I pushed myself up, swaying on my feet as I did so. I was in unbearable pain. I was in no condition to save the world.

"Natalia got her heat, Headmaster." Anna said.

He turned to look at me and then looked at the heel lodged in Dimitri's leg. "She will be safer here, with us, than at Jiv." He said, referring to the supernatural island, and then mumbled something under his breath. And in an instant, all the pain was gone. I felt perfectly fine.

I looked at him in shock. Did he really do this? How strong was he to influence Mother Nature?

"Why?" Anna asked but her question remained unanswered.

Instead, he looked at me, "the spell will wear off in an hour. And then it will be back with twice the intensity. Come, we need to be quick." Anna wasn't fazed by that information but I could visibly see Dimitri relax, like he didn't need to hold on to his fraying control. He could breath easier now.

But the pain was unbearable earlier. How worse will it be after an hour?

Worry about it later, Natalia. Now is not the time.

"The entire island of Jiv is under attack." He finally did reply to Anna and stepped in the portal.

Now is absolutely not the fucking time!

Anna looked at us, "I always thought he could be trusted. The question is, do you?" And then she too, stepped in.

Dimitri and I shared a look and then followed.

To trust or not wasn't an option anymore. It was about survival now. And regardless of everything, we knew we were the only ones we could truly rely on. And as long as we were together, we'd fight just about anything that comes out way.