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.

Hence, some might experience the first and second stages instantly, or one at

Physical Onset, and ninety percent give up at this point. It is due to the fact that the body begins to overheat, and the

this point, it’s no longer just attraction but raging need. The wolf in her

body sensitivity such 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 slickness, mental fog, and

as forced separation

non-existent. The wolf completely takes over. They hunt, bite, rut, claim—and would not be stopped. It

stage are possessive mania, loss of

have been known to go feral, or worse, die from the stress if rejected for too long. No one

stage is the Crash, or

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

this stage are weakness, soreness,

no known danger level with this, as no wolf has been recorded to have reached this point without completing the

where the bond is partially activated but not fulfilled, the fever

of a wolf riding out 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

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

her hair clinging to her flushed face.

The dreaming began...

couldn’t even see her own hands. She didn’t know why, but the hairs on

could she go?

all

of golden light, the spotlight illuminating the round circus stage in pale gold. The rest of the sagging circus tent remained