"I-I'm i-in a rut," he said.
Rut? I thought to myself. I think I have heard of it before. I wrecked my brain trying to recall the information I had read once.
"Wait, is this why his chamomile scent is so strong today? Is it due to the arousal?" I murmured, finally remembering what 'rut' meant.
While an omega went into 'heat,' an alpha had a 'rut.' Despite the difference in words, they basically meant the same.
A desire for intercourse.
I gulped, eventually understanding why Edward wanted me to run away from him. I knew I was ready to confess my love to him. If what Valdemir had said was true and Edward accepted the fact that he also had feelings for me, then both of us would start the relationship. I meant I had no problem expressing our love with bodily language because, eventua
