On that night, the full moon rose as promised in the sky. Armand arrived at the bar but couldn't find me amidst the exuberant crowd of wolves. He had a drink and was approached by various female wolves, but he found it all rather boring, so he decided to head home alone.
Upon entering the mansion's gates, he caught a whiff of an intensely strong scent of red wine and Omega pheromones, which struck him as unusual.
Following the scent, he reached the attic and found me wrapped in a blanket, already transformed into my werewolf form, writhing and rubbing my body on the bed.
Upon adulthood, Alphas and Omegas entered their mating cycle on every full moon night, unable to control their emotions and desires. Yet, due to the lack of guidance from parents, I was completely clueless about this.
Running a high fever, I saw Armand appear by my bedside in a haze of consciousness.
Unable to control my mind, I heard myself uttering incoherent words with a slightly coquettish tone.
"I hate you. Why haven't you transformed?"
Armand felt somewhat helpless, realizing this girl probably didn't even know what suppressants were.
He never liked the feeling of losing control. To remain alert at all times, he would inject himself with expensive gene suppressants before each full moon, so he wouldn't succumb to becoming a werewolf and entering his mating cycle.
Armand sat by the bed, leaning in closer, watching my cheeks turning apple-red from the fever. My pheromones were overwhelmingly potent, and his body began to respond too.
He struggled to restrain his sexual impulse and lowered his voice, saying to me, "I'll only help you this once."
Then, he released a large amount of his Alpha pheromones. The musky scent enveloped me, and upon sensing the presence of a male wolf, my restlessness was immediately soothed, and my body stopped struggling.
He gently patted me, and I couldn't help but draw closer to him, longing for more comfort and warmth.
"Do you need me?" He softly asked, and as he did, his pheromones grew even stronger.
I couldn't control my emotions.
"Yes... Please give me more..." I tried to lift my eyes, gazing at him with a pleading look.
As Armand's gaze met mine, he was drawn in by my deep, captivating eyes. At that moment, he felt the presence of the Moon Goddess, the connection that had been buried deep within him since birth.
He was momentarily stunned; he realized that I was his destined mate.
But he also knew that now wasn't the time to confess; I was at my most vulnerable state.
Accepting everything, he silently removed his coat and lay on the other side of my small bed. Then, he embraced me from behind. With his solid chest against my back, I felt an unprecedented sense of comfort in Armand's warm embrace.
All the pain in my body vanished, replaced by a feeling of tranquility as I fell asleep sweetly in Armand's arms.
Whispering gently and firmly in my ear, he said, "Don't be afraid; I'll protect you from now on."