Chapter 86: Chapter 86

"Maia, what's wrong with you?" Upon seeing that I had yet to say a word except stare at my blushing face in the mirror, Arya grabbed my hand worriedly.

I parted my lips to give a reply, but before I could say a word, another cramp hit me, causing me to let out a painful moan. "Ugh, it hurts." I cried out.

I broke into sweats and clenched my fist tightly as my rationality began to slip.

Why did my estrus have to arrive now of all times? To think I didn't even get an inhibitor yet. What will I do?

My pheromone began to thicken in the room, and my body temperature began to heat up, causing my skin to redden.

My eyes turned watery with tears, and a deep, empty feeling and cravings overwhelmed my whole being.

My clit throbbed, and I could feel slick begin to trickle down my thighs.

“Hot. Hot. Hot.” I moan loudly and clamp my lap together, resisting the urge to hump against something to satisfy my throbbing.

All my sense of reasoning has gone, and all that surfaced in my mind was getting knotted. Getting knotted by my mate.

Without hesitation, I pulled off my top and discarded it somewhere across the room.

Arya gasped in shock. "Your estrus has arrived! Shit!" She cursed as if she hadn't expected it to arrive so soon, or else she'd have asked the nanny to deliver the inhibitor to the hostel regardless.

Arya took two steps from me and quickly used her hand to cover her nose as if she were afraid that my heat would trigger her heat, which would be bad considering that she had yet to find a mate or a partner.

Arya's eyes flashed with panic, immediately appearing confused about whether to step forward to help me or shift back so she wouldn't get affected by my heat.

A beautiful, flowery scent began to fill the room.

I bit my lower lip hard to regain my consciousness as another spasm hit me, causing me to twitch in my seat.

My feet curled, and my body grew taut. I had to look up at the ceiling and blink repeatedly to stop myself from shedding tears.

"A. Arya. P. Please get me my phone." I stuttered amid moans.

No matter how my rationality slips, I knew I had to call Rex quickly, which is the important thing.

I don't want to look for Oswald or Wyatt, so no matter how hard the estrus will be for a werewolf who has found her mate but is yet to be marked, I'll wait for...

"Maia, your phone isn't in your bag. It seems you've forgotten to pick it up before leaving the mansion." She conveyed to me.

I almost wanted to bawl. What's with this shitty luck and situation at this time?

I groaned while writhing on the chair. I clenched the table while trying hard not to fall from the chair due to my writhing.

"Wyatt. Call him. My phone. Bring." Even though I tried to say a complete sentence, my blank rationality was only able to form a broken sentence.

"Brother, hurry up. Sister-in-law is in her estrus. She said you should bring her phone." It was only a few seconds when I heard Arya shout while using her mind-link.

"Call Rex. Tell him to call Rex." I reminded. Rex is fast. I should be able to hold on before he arrives, right?

My brows furrowed upon thinking about Rex's busy schedule. Rex is busy; will he even have the time to come?

"She said you should call Rex. Hurry up, Wyatt Hayes; I can't stand it." Arya's face has turned red. I tilted my head while wondering how she was able to go into estrus when she wasn't an omega in the first place.

"Okay, I'll leave," Arya whispered again while covering her lips. She let out a sigh of relief before bending in front of me.

"Maia, brother, will be here in less than a minute. I'm leaving. I have to return home to get a blocker shot, okay?" Arya explained while pinching her nose and covering her mouth.

I couldn't even give Arya a proper reply; a needy whine emitted from my lips instead. Unable to hold it in me, I collapsed on the floor and began to writhe feverishly.

My estrus this time was stronger than before, which was due to the fact that I had found my mate but had yet to get mated and claimed.

Luckily, this hadn't happened outside, or else any nearby Alpha could've gone on a rut and claimed me without my permission.

Suddenly, the door opened from outside. When did Arya leave in the first place?

Pleasant sandalwood musk pheromones invaded my nose strongly, and I felt a trace of relief course through me.

I tried to stare at Wyatt calmly, but my blurry gaze could only reveal four Wyatts.

The presence of a man in proximity made my fold throb with wants.

I groaned due to pleasure and pain. It felt as if I was dipped in between pleasure and agony. A gush of slickness rushed down my legs, and the room was completely invaded by my slick smell.

I felt grateful that Wyatt is a beta; betas have a poor sense of smell, so Wyatt won't be able to smell it anyway.

I tried to stop twisting and writhing in his presence. My face turned hotter, and my panting increased. "Wyatt, call Rex. It hurts. Hurry up. Tell him..."

Wyatt bent in front of me and stared at me with what seemed like worries. "It was Oswald at first. Now, Rex, do you even care about me?" He calmly asked, but I couldn't help but notice the worry in his tone.

My brain had long turned mushy and my rationality had slipped, but I couldn't help thinking that something was wrong with Wyatt's words. However, before I could say a word, I twitched due to the spasming cramp.

The cramp timeframe is shortening, and I knew it wouldn't take long before my first heat wave came crashing. By then, I'll surely lose all my sense of reasoning and cling to any alpha nearby. "Wyatt, it hurts. I can't hold it." I sniveled, my voice quivering.

"I understand, babe. I'm sorry for waiting this long." Wyatt's hand fell on my hair before he ran his hand through it.

I whimper immediately upon feeling tingles run through my spine. My hazy eyes widened slightly. I even forgot that I was in Estrus for a second. "Wyatt, you're my mate?" I mewled because it seemed that Wyatt had known for a while.

Although I have always felt an attraction for Wyatt, the last thing that ever came to mind was Wyatt being my mate. He's so perfect!

Wait! That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that I have two mates.

"Yes, baby." Wyatt calmly replied and wrapped his hands around my waist. I felt my agony diminish, and I felt my craving for Wyatt increase.

I wanted to be knotted; I wanted to be claimed by him. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip to try to regain my rationality.

"Wyatt, when?" Since when did Wyatt know that we were mates that I didn't know? I opened my hazy eyes and stared at him.

"Since I saved you." He replied calmly.

I felt a sense of shame wash over me immediately. It turns out that Wyatt was my mate when I was running around Oswald. How hurt must Wyatt be that I ignored him? No wonder he didn't want me to leave. No wonder he asked me to find out our status myself.

Thinking about it, Wyatt had always been direct, but I was just too dumb to notice. "Why didn't you tell me? Ah, it hurts." I cried out pitifully while clenching his shoulder tightly.

"I'll make it go away." Wyatt comforted me and carried me up in a bridal carry. Immediately, he carried me out of the hostel. I kept writhing in his embrace while moaning softly.

I didn't know when we arrived at Wyatt's place, which was certainly not in the mansion. The place was a homely villa that was surrounded by beautiful green trees and flowers.

Despite Wyatt's speed, his hold was very gentle, and I didn't find myself feeling a bit uncomfortable with his hold.

Wyatt entered the villa and locked the door before making his way into one of the rooms.

A beautiful room with two antique paintings greeted my hazy sight.

Wyatt touched the right side of the wall with familiarity. Soon, I heard switching sounds.

Immediately, the floor of the room parted itself, and white stairs filled my vision. On the right and left sides of the stairs were light bulbs that lit the way.

Wyatt gently descended the stairs, which led to a beautiful underground mansion that I didn't even have the energy to take a glimpse of or notice how lovely it was.

Wyatt ignored the living room and directly carried me into the bathroom, which was no doubt grander than my bathroom back in Wyatt's mansion.

I began to run my hand through Wyatt's skin to find that sense of relief. "Wyatt, please." I pleaded in a sobbing tone. I needed him. I needed him so much that it was driving me crazy.

"En, baby." Wyatt consoled. The next thing I knew was that Wyatt was undressing me calmly before dipping me into the warm water. I felt a sense of odd comfort, yet I craved being in the water.

My clit throbbed a lot. It’s so swollen and taut. I clamped my lap together and began to rub them together.

Every rock of my hips helped my slicked lips slide against each other, helping to alleviate the agony a bit.

My slick gushed out faster, and my scent thickened in the bathroom. I moaned with every rock I took.

"Stop it!" Wyatt growled at me, undoubtedly displeased that I was rubbing myself, making me freeze. He smiled slightly and undressed in front of me. My lips parted in shock as my eyes directly fell on his huge third leg.

Wyatt entered the bathtub and sat down behind me. Immediately, he carried me with his strong hands and placed me on his lap. I could feel the huge third leg poking me.

Wyatt began to bathe me gently. I stuck to Wyatt and tried to hump him, but his hands that clamped my waist down made me unable to do anything other than patiently wait for him to bathe me.

Minutes later, Wyatt placed me naked on the bed. He reached out for a massage oil that was placed on the nightstand.

I stood up and quickly wrapped my hand around him from behind. "No. Wyatt. I don't need a massage, okay? Do me. Have me, ok?" I shook my head pitifully and sobbed. The pleasure and pain are too much; I can't face any teasing from him or I'll go crazy.

"Are you sure?" Wyatt grabbed me to face him. His eyes turned mismatched, and a deep purr emitted from his lips, soothing me and making me let out a whimper.

My lips parted in a gasp upon seeing that mischievous smirk on Wyatt's face.

Wyatt is an alpha? Before I could say a word, Wyatt grabbed my waist and captured my lips with his lips. His hands kept running through my naked skin, setting fire across my whole body.

I tried to hump him, but he pinned down my waist. "My pace, baby. I'll help you."