Sylvester's Point Of View
"Tristan...? Are you okay?" Ferdinand asked.
"Ngh... N-No... This sucks..." He groaned.
It was getting increasingly harder to just be near him. I wasn't sure if he knew it or not, but his pheromones were downright outrageous. I had meant it as a joke when his body began to tremble in the clinic, but by the time we got back to Ferdinand's room his body had seemingly detonated. It really felt like his body was trying to end the mating cycle with a bang.
"Call me crazy but, I think his pheromones are getting stronger by the minute..." Cole said, breathing heavily.
"No you're right. They are oppressive as hell right now, and they seem to be escalating..." Bellamy said breathlessly.
"What would you like us to do, Tristan?" I asked.
