Shit, what is going on?

I curl into a ball on the floor. My head is throbbing with a massive headache and my body is on fire. I lay down for a few minutes trying to ease the pain. But it only gets worse as time goes by. Realizing that the hallway isn't exactly the best place to rest, I slowly push myself off the floor and crawl back to my room.

I barely make it inside before crashing on the floor again. I groan. Every inch of my body was hurting, burning and weirdest of all, my lady parts were throbbing with need.

What sorcery is this? How can one be in deep pain and be turned on at the same time?

A wave of pain hits me hard, rippling through every muscle of my body. I scream. The numbing pain vacuums my conscious and I fall into darkness.

I wake up feeling terrible. I was lying on the floor at the exact same spot. The room had gotten dark, indicating sunset. I groan again.

I was hoping to wake up tucked into bed with a doctor by my side.

The hot pain was still buzzing in my body and I could feel another wave was about to come.

Cold... I need cold

I crawl to the adjoined washroom and lay on the cold tiles on the floor.

Ah much better.

Adjusting myself under the shower, I open it and let the cold water run down my body, soothing it.

My eyelids flutter close on their own and I feel my body calm down. I was so focused on the pain that my body jerks awake when I feel tiny hands on my shoulder. I open my eyes and stare at the tiny green ones looking at me in alarm.

"Giles, please go get Luanda for me," I murmur, my voice hoarse.

He nods before hurrying off. "And I will go get the doctor" I hear Gresie say before she too takes off.

I look at my side to see Greg looking at me with wide eyes. I curl on the floor before closing my eyes again. A slight smile tugs on my lips when I feel tiny hands grab mine and hold on tightly.

The second wave of pain hits me and just like before, I fall unconscious again.

This time I do wake up with a doctor beside me. But I was not tucked into a bed. Instead, I was laying in a large bucket filled with cold water and ice. My pain had greatly reduced and was now slightly humming across my body. My headache from earlier was gone too.

"Hello dearie, how are you feeling?"

I give her a slight smile, "A lot better, thank you"

I turn my head towards the doctor, "What happened to me?"

He scratches his beard and clears his throat uncomfortably.

"I'm not sure sweetie. I haven't treated a case like this before. Your body was boiling hot but did not have a fever, you aren't poisoned nor do you have any wounds which would typically bring such reaction from your body,"

"I noticed that you're only half-werewolf, I specialize in werewolf treatment. Maybe that's why I don't recognize what's going on" he says folding his arms.

"Oh no dearie, we don't have any doctors who specialize in other creatures nearby. And I also have to get to work," Luanda says panicking.

It almost slipped my mind. The ball was tomorrow evening. "Its all right Luanda, you can get back to work. I'm feeling a lot better now and I don't think I need another doctor" I say reassuringly

"I'm glad your feeling better dearie" she cups my face and places a kiss on each of my cheeks before taking leave. The doctor following closely behind after instructing me to stay in the bucket for a few more hours.

Only when they leave do I notice the three tiny figures standing in the room's corner.

"If I wasn't in an ice bucket, I would give all three of you an enormous hug and kiss"

Greg and Giles turn a shade of bright red while Gresie scrunches her nose in disgust.

"No really, thank you for helping me," I say laughing at their expressions.

"Your welcome" they mumble, almost shy. It was weird coming from them as they were known to be naughty and outspoken.

"So...about my name. Have you found something for me?" I ask, trying to change their minds. Hearing my words, all three perk up and comes running to me excitedly.

"We just found the perfect name for you!" Gresie says, bouncing up and down.

"Well, it was mostly me but they sort of contributed too" both Giles and Gresie narrow their eyes at Giles for his comment.

"What is it?" I ask, now curious.

"Ok so our favorite color is green and your red hair really goes with the color," Greg says

"So the name is green?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"No, of course not, how silly is that," I roll my eyes at him

"It's Emerald. And we will call you emery for short"

***

I wake up being barely able to breathe. There was something heavy on my body. Fluttering my eyes open, I see the tiny body of Gresie sprawled on top of me. The other two were sleeping beside me, snoring lightly. The sun had risen, and I was already late for my first shift.

Slowly moving Gresie's body off me, I make my way to the washroom to get ready for the day.

Emerald...

After I agreed to keep the name the triplets gave me, they were dancing around the room laughing and singing. They then insisted on celebrating the occasion and brought several snacks and board games to my room. Since I didn't really remember my birthday and such, we agreed to mark yesterday as my new birthday, the day I got my name.

What a bunch of cuties

They really did make me feel a lot better. My heart swells thinking about them.

My first family..

After getting ready, I make my way to the door and swing it open to see the doctor from yesterday standing in front of the door, palms raised, ready to knock.

"Hello dear," he says smiling slightly.

"Hey, is something wrong doc?" I asked, confused.

"No, not really. So about your condition, I couldn't take my mind off it as it reminded me of something. It was in the back of my head, but I couldn't remember it. So yesterday I went through my old books and found something similar," he pauses, pursing his lips.

"But before that, I have to ask you something"

"What is it?" I ask nervously.

"Did you by chance meet your mate?"

My heart stops and I freeze.

"Um no? mates are a myth, aren't they?" I say quickly recovering.

It wasn't exactly a lie. And I don't think the king would appreciate me spreading rumors of us being mates around.

"Oh" he says disappointed.

"Anyway, this is the book that I found which has a similar case as yours, I have bookmarked it"

Sure enough, a yellow sticker was pocking out from the middle of the book.

"Thanks, doc, I'll be sure to check it out"

He nods before leaving, mumbling incoherently to himself. I look down at the book in my hand. It was old. A good sixty years old. The faded brown leather cover was strong and sturdy, showing that it was well taken care of. Its pages were yellow and slightly worn out at the edges.

I take a deep breath. Let's find out, shall we?

I open it.

Werewolves in heat

After meeting her mate, female werewolves have cycles of heat, in which they have a strong desire to mate. The heat cycle lasts about 2 to 4 days. Active heat will affect any unmated wolf around the female. The scent of the female throws the surrounding unmated males in a state of rut in which they are compelled to have sex with her. The mate of the female will be the one most affected by the scent. When a female does not alleviate the sexual stress, heats will inevitably be fatal. Without any form of sexual activity with a partner, an in-heat female's body temperature will rise to an extremely high point. In extreme instances, a female who does not use heat suppressants, rejects sex or has sex held back from her for several continuous cycles may die from heat fever. Heats can be irregular or missed if the female is under physical or emotional stress. Some of the effects of heat are extreme sexual desire, high body temperature, headache, and body pain.

How to relive heat pain.

The quickest way to relive a female's heat pain is the touch of her mat-

I shut the book close. Not able to continue.

What did I just read?

Not all of my symptoms matched with what was said in the book. But many did. The fact that I was only half wolf would also play a part. But heat? Was I really in heat? But believing that would mean the king was my mate. Yes, there wasn't any big sign indicating us being mates but it can't be a mere coincidence that I go to something similar to a heat a few weeks after I met him.

I make up my mind.

I going to tell him. Tonight.

***

Should she tell him or no?

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