Four of Them

Even though my eyes were still wet from crying and I was still sniffling, I mustered the fortitude to ask them, "What's going on?" the tears can’t seem to stop streaming down my face.

"You're in heat, baby." Juan said in a strained voice and Amber hugged me even more. I could feel the tension in both of their bodies. That didn't make any sense to me, but then again, nothing does at the moment. The world appeared to be spinning right before my eyes, and the heat clouded my head, making it difficult for me to think right now. As if that weren't enough, I felt so helpless and dependent on my companions. Although taking the tablet did help, I'm still getting a warm and clammy sensation.

As Amber led me out of that room, all I could do was hum in response and let my head fall back against her shoulder. Being in that space was all I could bear to do. What would have transpired if Amber and Juan had arrived even a few minutes later than planned? Did the man lose control as a result of the heat I was giving off? The stupidest.

"Home!" I shouted at them, scarcely able to realize that they were heading towards a truck with Amber holding me and carrying me in her arms.

"That's where we're going, Angel," Amber then added, and I nodded in agreement. I still had the desire to cry for some reason that my confused and jumbled brain couldn't even begin to make sense of at this very moment. It was not helpful that Daisy kept sobbing for both her friends and for herself at this time.

Amber climbed into the passenger seat of the truck while still holding me as Juan helped us by opening the door of the vehicle. The fact that neither of them felt like leaving me alone at this time is a positive development. I wished for them to maintain their connection.

While Juan was getting into the driver's seat of the vehicle and starting it up, Amber put me on her lap and held on to me tightly. Then we started driving to the rental location, but it would have to do because I had to get back to Hade as well.

"Hade?" I inquired.

"He's at home right now, love; he's in heat like you, too," Juan confided in me. I had no idea that men also experienced menstruation, but hey, at least he's on the same page as me with regard to this.

"Okay," I mumbled to myself as quietly as possible.

The t-shirt that Juan was wearing around me made me feel at ease; the fabric was so loose that I felt like I was floating. In contrast to the heat emanating from my body, I experienced a light and calming sensation. On the other hand, my own bottoms were uncomfortable and made me feel restricted, so I wished I could get rid of them. I've heard that when wolves are in heat, garments might be irritating to them because of their body temperature.

My mind was too cloudy to comprehend what I had just done fully, and as a result, I let out an involuntary whimper. The reaction of Juan was made clear to me when I heard a growl coming from my left. He appeared to be fuming, but not at me but at himself.

The force of his powerful hands as they clenched the steering wheel in a death hold made it appear as though it would break under the strain. From around the corner, I could make out the crimson that denoted Luise's approaching presence. No, we can't do that right now.

Fortunately, Amber chimed in with a level-headed suggestion that helped salvage the situation: "Juan, switch seats, come here, and hold Myrtle."

Because he rapidly pulled over to the shoulder of the road, switched seats with Amber, and held on to me instead, it's likely that he needed it in a very urgent manner. Because of his size, we had to move our seats back a little bit, but his presence was equally comforting as I cuddled up into his bare chest and closed my eyes. Because of his size, we had to move our seats back a little bit.

While I took a rest, Amber drove us back to our apartment.

I was awoken once more, and this time, I realized that we had already returned to the rental property and that Amber was in the process of returning me to her custody.

"Take her, Amber; I won't be able to help you in this situation." Juan sighed and stated, "Hade needs me too, and I don't want to lose control of her with the heat and all of that," which was a sad statement to make.

They're both on medication; don't worry about losing yourself, love. She responded, "It's just a couple of days, and then we can go back to how we were, and then we can go back to how we were," while he reluctantly agreed and then departed for where I could only suppose Hade was.

Amber asked me, "You up, princess?" as she led me into a room. This room was not the main room where the four of us slept; rather, it was my own private chamber.

I turned my head to look at her and gave her a small nod as she planted a kiss on my head.

She asked me, "Are you feeling like taking a bath?"

Because my mind was only partially functioning, I inquired of her, "Why?"

"Princess, you still smell like the nightwalkers and the men that they bring with them." And getting a bath will help relieve some of the heat," she said in response while cradling my face in the palm of her hand.

I was repulsed by their odor once it had rubbed off on me, yet the very idea of being by myself at this very moment caused me to wake up with tears in my eyes. I was taking a bath; it felt like a major undertaking. I was unable to complete the task because I was so worn out and in pain.

I had no idea that I was going to start crying, but when I did, Amber became concerned once more. She questioned him in a worried tone, "What is it, baby?"

I was having trouble articulating my thoughts through the tears. "Will you come with me?" I managed to say the words out loud. I had faith in Amber and was confident that she would not intentionally do anything to cause me distress at this time. As a result, I really did not want to be separated from her at this moment.

"You want me to come with you in the bath?" I nodded in agreement as she repeated the question, this time pronouncing each word more deliberately to ensure that I had understood what I had requested. After that, she ushered me into the restroom in a whisper while moving very fast and seated me on the counter.

She started filling the tub by turning on the faucet that led to the hot water, and then she moved over to me to start disrobing me when she had finished filling the tub. To remove the shirt, she grabbed the bottom corner of Juan's shirt and dragged it over my head to remove it. When I looked down at my own torso, I saw a wound that we had missed when they dragged me away from that party. Her eyes narrowed in on my torso with a frown, and when they did, I saw that she was frowning.

Even my wrists had burn marks from the silver, and she opted to clean these wounds up before she moved on to the rest of my body. She quickly and surprisingly painlessly treated my wounds, garnering only tiny whimpers of agony as a result of the cleaning process. She took some rubbing alcohol and cotton balls out of a cupboard and used them. She took my jeans off my white legs once she had finished tending to those wounds and made certain that I had not sustained any further injuries elsewhere.

She looked into my eyes for permission, which I gave her by nodding my head, and then she removed my underpants and scooped me up to lower me into the bathtub after ensuring that the water was not too hot.

The bath was a great help, as it made everything feel cozier and warmer. My muscles had the sensation of relaxation, and the temptation I had been having to jump on my companions' bones had subsided for the time being. While I propped myself up on the side of the tub for some comfort, Amber took a seat directly next to it.

She put some soap on a loofah. "May I?" she asked before doing so, and I, being the nice person that I am, granted her request.

The following couple of minutes were spent in a state of pure bliss as she lathered up my entire body with the loofah and then softly massaged it with her hands. She was careful not to touch any of my wounds while working her magic on me, and she stayed away from any areas of my body that would have made me feel uneasy at this moment. She was so considerate that she kept peeking over her shoulder at my face to make sure that I was okay with what she was doing and that I was not in the least bit apprehensive.

"Enjoying yourself?" she cheekily asked me while laughing to herself as she saw my relaxed demeanor and noticed that I was smiling.

In answer, I flashed her a warm grin, and she continued her line of questioning with a mournful expression. "Princess, why did you leave that house?"

It made me feel stupid to tell her this, but I knew that if I didn't, she would place the guilt on herself. I had a warm and desperate feeling. I had a lot of things I wanted to get done, and I knew that a breath of fresh air would help me get back on track. I had begun to experience the first signs of heat exhaustion, but rather than warn them about it, I chose to ignore them and act as if they were complete morons.

"That's fine, princess. Just promise never to leave me again." She smiled and I nodded my head in agreement. “I won’t leave you again, Amber.”