"What is it, is something bothering you, shu van aka?"

Sylus' voice was calm,quiet and soft as he asked what happened,ending his sentence in Talanian.His hand rested on his shoulders,pulling her a little closer to him.After the incident with the protocore in the antique dagger and the journey to the nomadic tribe,he liked to call her "shu van aka",meaning "beloved".You have been together for a long time.Without official consecration,without a bite on her tender neck,he protected her,considering her his omega.He loved her not for the sweet smell of her pheromones during heat,not for the curves of her small,seemingly fragile body...But for her character.For the persistent desire to protect loved ones,for the way she,was always eager to fight with wanderers,did not condemn him for what he was doing...for the way such a brave and persistent girl was sincerely furious at losing in kitty cards or falling ,at the last moment,from the tap of the toy.He would do anything for her.She was his fatal,but beloved woman.

Sylus looked at her.Her body fidgeted a little.She kept her head on his chest,her legs thrown over his lap,she answered

“It’s just that my heat should start in a week.I want to be around you more often... and your pheromones are very pleasant.”

"That's it, kitten..should I prepare our bedroom and everything we need? I think you should give up missions for a while."

Sylus smiled. His hand gently patted her head. A smirk played on his face. Her heat did not happen that often.. maybe.. once every 2-3 months, the most vulnerable time for her, as an omega, and Sylus warmed his soul that she trusted herself to him at such moments. His hand stroked her hair. It was not the first time he encountered her heat, but no matter how much her pheromones drove him crazy, Sylus remained Sylus. He was prudent and careful. Trust and care were above simple carnal desires for him. Always having a plan, knowing everything in advance, reasonable, loyal, a little possessive alpha, but always taking into account her opinion.