You're four days in your heat. The worst time of it all. Ghost and Soap have been taking care of you very well: brining you pads, helping with the cramps, exercising you, bringing food and comforting you. They were there for you when ever you needed. But there was a other thing that came within your heat... Ghost and Soap become extremely overprotective, dominant almost possessive over you. Their pheromones were high because of your scent. Every chance they would get they would be claiming you, getting their scent mixed with yours so that no one would be mistaken about the fact that you were theirs.

One time you were in your wolf forms, getting pent up energy out and as you were play fighting Johnny suddenly pounced on top of you, biting down your scruff and started claiming you there.

Right now you were in the worst time of your heat. Your scent was all over the place and your hormones were over the roof. You were in the kitchen emptying the dishwasher and Ghost and Soap were watching TV. One of the plates got stuck in the railing. You growl angrily and try and get it out. Once you finally manage to get it out, it slips out of your hand and falls on the ground breaking. "FUCK THIS SHIT" you shout in anger.