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Audrey needs to get out sooner rather than later.
What about Pearl?
She tries not to think about her cat as she takes her suppressants. Even since she started eating more, she’s had subtle cramps in her stomach and the slightest amount of slick in her underwear, but that’s all on the backburner.
She better not go into Heat during all of this, especially without Julian.
After pacing around her sister’s house for a good half hour, she formulates a plan.
First, she needs a go bag. For all she knows, she and Mindy might have to leave tomorrow for the border.
She finds a backpack and fills it with essentials, including her suppressants.
Then, she leaves it by the door and waits for her sister to come back.
It’s evening by the time Mindy texts her, and she tries not to panic.
Car broke down. Will be back as soon as I can with a tow truck. Keep the doors locked and stay safe.
“Oh, god,” she whispers, her hand trembling as she holds her phone.
It’s just one night.
No one will come for her, as long as she has her lawyer.
Still, she keeps a knife under her pillow, just in case.
The cramps worsen though, and they keep her up through most of the evening.
She uses special Heat pads to absorb her slick and changes them every hour.
Oh, no.
Her mating gland burns. It’s not as bad as last time due to the suppressants, but she still recognizes the signs of what’s to come.
Please, not now. Not here.
She stumbles out of her bedroom and to the bathroom down the hall to glance at herself in the mirror.
Her pupils are huge, and her eyes are bloodshot with dark circles underneath. Her skin is rubbed raw from scratching and her body is flushed.
“Shit,” she hisses. She walks back to the living room to take an extra dose of suppressants, not caring about the consequences.
It may be too late to prevent a secondary Heat, but she can try.
Julian is not here to help her through it, and Mindy will only be worried the entire time and make Audrey more stressed.
But as she swallows down the pills, there’s a scratching at her door, and she freezes.
It’s a frantic sound, as if someone is trying to scratch their way through the door with just their fingernails.
She stills. It sounds a lot like…
Claws.
She creeps over to the front door and peers out of the peephole.
She must be hallucinating.
