Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 491: Runaway Mate

LYCANTHROPIC MEDICAL ARCHIVES, VOL. III

"Bondfire Fever: Understanding and Surviving the Mating Fever"

Filed under: Mating Bonds, Instinctual Disorders, Pack Reproductive Health

—Classified Text Reserved for Advanced Healers and Pack Medics Only—

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There were stages to the mating fever—or the Bondfire as some called it—the best cruel gift from the goddess.

The first was the Spark, also referred to as the initial trigger. It begins the moment fated mates come into proximity or lock eyes.

Then their heart races, and the scent of the other becomes intoxicating. Mates could literally feel each other like a low hum across their skin, as though their nerves were reaching out.

This particular stage is quite seductive but easy to ignore until it isn’t anymore.

The second stage becomes the Pull, or heightened craving. It is the point where the fever begins to settle beneath your skin, and every thought becomes obsessive.

At this point, there’s the deep, relentless throb between your thighs. It’s as if your body is starving for one specific touch—and not just any—but your mate’s. Nothing else will do.

This is usually followed by the Scent Madness, where everything smells like him even when he’s clearly not around. Then there’s the trembling hands, hypersensitivity, and the possessive instinct that starts to form.

Many people fold at the second stage. It is resistible with discipline, but difficult if emotionally vulnerable.

The intensity of the mating fever differs from person to person. Hence, some

up at this point. It is due to the fact that the body begins to

just attraction but raging need. The wolf in her whines for release, desperate to be filled, marked, and

that a simple shirt brushing across the nipples is enough to cause tremors of desire, or actual pain from resisting. Then fever cramps in the gut or between the legs, involuntary

as forced separation may cause

the Frenzy, or Instinct Override. It is the peak of the Bondfire when reason becomes non-existent. The wolf completely takes over. They hunt, bite, rut, claim—and would not be stopped. It is a primal, desperate, and dangerous stage that only mating and marking can

associated with this stage are possessive mania, loss of control, full-body tremors, near-constant arousal, and hallucinations of the

the

stage is the

this is considered the successful stage when mating is completed and the fever melts into euphoric calm. At

stage are weakness, soreness, confusion, and intense emotional

level with this, as no wolf has

is partially activated but not fulfilled, the fever may recede temporarily. But

a mating fever. You don’t. You only crawl through it, clawing your sanity back inch by inch—and pray you don’t fuck around and beg for the very mate you ran

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Adele was in the fourth stage. The only reason she hadn’t gone feral was the Suppressor pills she’d taken—they had dampened her connection to her wolf,

her hair clinging to her flushed face. She gripped the sheets in clenched fists,

The dreaming began...

darkness so thick she couldn’t even see her own hands. She didn’t know why, but the hairs on her arms stood on edge, and her

where could she go? There

control of this play all along, the light suddenly came alive and Adele winced,

her eyes, she found herself standing beneath a single beam of golden light, the spotlight illuminating the round circus stage in pale gold. The