three day since Jack isolated himself in his room.

Jack had been struggling through those three days. humping, sweating, begging for it to be over.

he was in heat. And it was feral.

poor you, you didn't know what was going on. I mean, your demon boyfriend suddenly locks himself without telling you, of course you were worried!

you didn't know how much even smelling your scent affected him right now. Everytime you passed by his room, he could smell it.. And he didn't have clean sheets anymore.

On the 3rd day, there was a knock on his door. He growled and was about to tell the person off, only to smell that strong scent. Your scent. His mate's scent.