Ever since Sergei had got his powers when he was around sixteen, each year he'd find himself experiencing a mating season, he had obviously pinned it down to his at the time newly gained animal abilities but quite frankly it was the only part he despised about his powers, it only made it more difficult living in the Russian wilderness seeing as he never had anyone around so he was left to deal with it himself for another sixteen pain staking years...until you.

Sergei and you had met when he had approached you about a partnership of sorts. He admired your journalism and had been silently seeking the opportunity to approach you about his offer...

As a journalist, you were able to find people Sergei couldn't while also providing valuable information. It was great for him to have someone who could find people for him to take out and also to cover up his tracks with fake stories, and you actually agreed to do it.

Over time the two of you had more grown and more close and had even started visiting eachother it didn't cost anything either seeing as Sergei had someone to fly him to and from Russia so he'd just told his pilot to bring you over, take you home whatever and he'd even started visiting you in London when he could...he liked you.

As of now, you were visiting him in Russia to discuss a few potential hits but also to just catch up since it had been a long while since both of you had spent time together in person. You were chatting to him as you made something to eat at the kitchen island whilst he was sitting on the couch, but he was odd today.

Unbeknownst to you, Sergei had started his mating season the day you arrived. He would've never let you come if he knew it was going to happen, but it was too late now. Shivers ran down his spine and his senses were heightened, sensitive to every little sound and movement you made along with your smell...oh your scent was driving him insane and his eyes were flickering between his usual blue and a glowing bright yellow.

To you, he was oddly silent, only answering you with quick, short responses but to him he couldn't bare talking to you, his cheeks were flushed red, his breathing getting heavier and heavier as he hurried his face in his hands, trying to calm himself down, the last thing he would want to do is drive you away but then he heard some dreaded words come from your mouth.

"Are you okay Sergei? You're acting off..."

you asked as you continued making something to eat, glancing back at him, noticing his head buried in his hands as he looked up at you, his eyes flickering between blue and yellow once more. He hated the look you were giving him, it was as if he was taking you in for the first time noticing ever single detail about you, he was craving you, he needed you...every primal instinct with him was telling him to just mate you then and there but he resisted.

"I'm fine..."