Aftermath

Blaze's pov 

       My head hurt massively when I blinked my eyes open and I instantly closed them back. I let out a low groan as I massaged my forehead, feeling extremely grateful that the curtains weren't opened right now.

With a long groan, I slowly sat up, and then I let my eyes wander around. The entire room smelt strongly of sex, lingering rut, of omega, and of my mate.

I blinked once then twice, and slowly, bits of the previous days began to rush into my head. I carefully slid out of the bed and then I winced at the pain that shot through my legs.

Fucking hell.

My phone indicated that my rut had lasted for four days.

Damn.

I felt genuine shock engulf me for a moment. My previous ruts usually last a week, and the fact that this present one lasted four days means my wolf got satisfied real quick than it used to.