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I don’t argue. I hadn’t meant to say it, anyway.
But despite Stevie’s words, the look in Ms. Greenly eyes tells me she knows.
Chonk’s strange voice penetrates my mind.She wants to know what you are.
Yea? Tell her she can go fuck herself.I shake my head. I didn’t mean that.Tell her it’s not her business, please.
I already gave her the first message.
Wonderful. Fantastic. I just told one of the most powerful witches in modern times to go fuck herself.
“So, when my mom has her heats, she can’t stand to be away from her mates. They stay by her side until it’s over, so I’m not sure your thing is the same as the wolf thing.”
Ms. Greenly nods. “It’s not. It’s magic’s answer to a problem, as always.”
“What does that mean?” I ask.
“I don’t know. You’ll have to wait and see how having a group of demons with true forms as mates benefits you.”
I shake my head. “So far, you two have only given me more questions and zero answers.”
Stevie bites her lip. “Sorry, Dove. I’d tell you more if I knew what you needed to know.”
“Is there a way to stop this?”
“Ustrues? No. Definitely not,” Ms. Greenly says.
“Well, actually, my mom was able to hold her heats off for years until she figured out how not to blow herself up any time she had sex.”
“What?”
I share Ms. Greenly’s sentiment. “Excuse me?”
Stevie waves her hand, dismissing our questions. “She made a potion that kept her symptoms at bay, but that’s all it did. She said when she finally did let herself have a heat, it was worse because of how long she’d suppressed it.”
“So, you’re saying I can’t turn it off. I can’t keep this from happening.”
“Pretty much.”
“Out of curiosity, have you pulled any of the heirs’ true forms?” Ms. Greenly asks.
“Dashel’s.”
She nods. “And how are his language skills? Comprehension?”
“Fine? The same as before he had a true form. Why wouldn’t they be?”
“Hm, interesting. Did you have to die to do it?”
I stare at her. “What? No! I just fucked him.”
“Yeah, that’s how my first one worked too. I pulled his accidentally. I had to die for the rest to show up.”
“Well, I’m not planning on doing that. Besides, angels can’t really die. Not unless something extremely powerful takes their essence from their body and keeps it from re-materializing.”
Ms. Greenly stares, slack-jawed.
Fuck.
