"Is there no suppressant?"
"There is."
The man, who checked it out with a sidelong glance, responded briefly.
He was extremely thirsty and felt a slight chill.
The voice of Won, who was giving him an address, was heavily distorted.
"If you hesitate, you'll be eaten by reptiles."
"Wake up."
"You have no dignity. Do something about the smell that makes you want to vomit."
The man pointed out the mucus that oozed out, sneering.
The pheromones emanating from the mucus couldn't be blocked even with tightly woven fabric.
Instead of responding to the man's words one by one, Won pressed his palm with his fingernails.
The act was filled with a desire to delay the progress of his estrus.
"Your cat was doing something alone, right?"
The man, who lowered the window about a third, started driving the car.
He wanted to go quietly. Won suppressed the irritation that was rising with his unfamiliar expression.
There were many parts that were annoying about being overly grateful for the man's favor.
First, the man was too arrogant.
Second, his arrogant attitude was excessively unpleasant, and finally, the man was just unlucky.
Pheromones contained information about the individual.
Breed, size, and even age could be known if the individual was sensitive to pheromones.
But a cat? The man seemed to find leopards and the like amusing.
Considering his behavior, it was highly likely that the man ruled the top of the food chain.
It seemed that it would be better not to provoke him as much as possible.
Won carefully chose his words and only corrected the part that bothered him in the man's remark.
"It's not my cat, it's a leopard."
"Whether it's a leopard or a cat."
The man retorted gruffly.
"Fine. Then what about your leopard?"
Although he pointed out the problems in two places, only one leopard was applied to the man.
A feeling of being insulted surged up. Won clenched his fists.
Should I reiterate that it's not my leopard?
He pondered once again.
He wanted to correct that part, but he decided to give up on explaining.
If he knew that he had been marked even though they weren't lovers, he could imagine how ridiculous the man would find it.
Sensing the displeased gaze shooting at him, the man chuckled.
The wheel that was rolling smoothly came to a stop.
The man stared at Won with a cold gaze. His hand slowly reached out.
"I hunt as I please. Wolves, bears, foxes. Even reptiles that seem like they wouldn't yield a single piece of meat no matter how you twist them."
The bent hand reached out and touched Won's neck.
The cold fingers passed under his ear and went down his throat.
The sliding fingers felt unusually sharp.
They fearlessly dug into the scales that had grown due to the mating season.
It was a kind of warning.
Not to provoke any further.
Instinctively, his body trembled with fear.
His saliva went down heavily.
A shiver ran up his spine.
His canine teeth grazed the man's hand.
"...So what?"
The man, who noticed the trembling touch, relaxed his cool expression.
A lazy smile appeared on his lips.
"Be careful."
The car, which had stopped at the signal, immediately started moving.
The anger towards the leopard, which he had forgotten for a moment, rose again.
Although he was currently receiving help from the man, he could never feel at ease.
On the contrary, the man had infinite potential to harm Won.
Unmarked marking among werewolves was no different from a crime.
Even if the man hadn't noticed it, it was a clear fact that I almost exposed the existence of a group by accidentally releasing pheromones.
It would be impossible to avoid surveillance.
I thought I had finally escaped the surveillance of the center.
I didn't know I would reach a point where I couldn't stand alone anymore.
While his nails relentlessly pressed against his palm, the car arrived in the neighborhood where Won lived.
The moment Won prepared to get off and unbuckled his seatbelt.
Thud.
The man locked the door.
Won's head turned stiffly.
"What do you want?"
"You're going to keep your mouth shut like this?"
Won's voice became fierce.
As if he was uninterested, but apart from that, it seemed like he was reluctantly willing to pay the price.
"Call. Give me your number."
The man, who looked at Won and smiled mockingly, took out his cellphone.
Won, who tightly gripped the handle inside the car, reluctantly called out the number.
The man made the call while confirming that the bell was ringing on Won's cellphone, and then unlocked the door.
"A promise is a promise."
Won glared at the man as he shook the cellphone in his hand from side to side, then quickly got out of the car.
After personally confirming that the man's car had disappeared from sight, he finally turned and walked away.
I hurriedly opened the door and entered the house. I threw the man's coat that I had been carrying up and down onto the floor.
Feeling the scales spread across my entire face, I searched through the drawer.
With rough hands, I found the suppressants and put two pills into my mouth.
There was no time to drink water.
I chewed on the suppressants like I was grinding my teeth and buried myself under the blanket.
I huddled my trembling body as much as possible.
Despite not having any particular stimulation, my erect penis, which had been tightly pulled due to the mating season, stood upright.
While sitting in the car, every time I tried to cross the line, heat surged downwards.
If the man had noticed me trying to hold back my moans, I would have bitten my tongue and stopped right there.
"...Damn it."
Unable to easily calm down my anger, I chewed on curses.
Even though I knew I had to put the mating season to sleep before finding the culprit of this situation, my anger did not subside.
Usually, I never returned in my original form, but at this point, there was no need to stubbornly maintain my human appearance.
In the blink of an eye, I returned to my original form, and the serpent-like body twisted and turned.
Even with the humidity and temperature that I had maintained, I couldn't calm down easily. In order to regain stability, I had to make endless efforts.