Mated to Two Bad Boy Alphas (Lia zane Blake) novel Chapter 217

Mated to Two Bad Boy Alphas

Chapter 217 – Announce

–LIA’S POV–

I woke up slowly, like my body was trying to swim to the surface after drowning for hours.

Every limb felt heavy, sore, and overheated.

I didn’t even need to open my eyes to know I was still at Zane’s place. His scent was everywhere—wrapped around the sheets, on my skin, in the air. Safe. Familiar.

Intoxicating.

Something was still off.

My legs ached, my back was damp with sweat, and it felt like fire had settled low in my stomach. Not just heat—but leftover pain too. A dull, throbbing pulse that came and went. The mark on neck didn’t pulse anymore, though, but there was a gentle ache replacing the desire. Zane had probably bitten me again to calm it down.

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I blinked against the morning light pouring through the window. Zane was sitting in the armchair next to his bed, arms on his knees, hands clasped, staring at the floor like it had wronged him somehow.

“What happened?” My voice came out cracked.

“Yeah. Barely.” I shifted under the blanket, winced. “Why do I feel like I got hit by a truck?”

Zane stood, walked over slowly, and sat on the edge of the bed. His jaw was tense. “You went into heat.”

I stared at him. “I what? Heat? Like… animals?”

“Yes. It’s… a thing that happens to female werewolves,” he said quietly. “It’s triggered by the bond. Mated female werewolves go into heat once or twice a year. It’s not exactly predictable and can happen anytime.”

“Heat,” I repeated, unable to wrap my head around it.

Was I an animal now?

“Your body reacts… like it’s ready to bond completely. Physically. Emotionally. Everything goes into overdrive. You get a fever. Your scent changes. It makes you…” He hesitated.

…very vulnerable.”

The memories were fuzzy but still intense—the way I couldn’t think straight, the way I had rushed to him like I’d die if I didn’t immediately see him.

“You were in pain,” he said, softer now. “I had to cool your body down. Get you to bed. I redid your mark to help you a little. But you kept pulling me close and I–”

He stopped, rubbed the back of his neck.

I pushed myself up, trying not to hiss at the soreness. “Did something happen? Are you okay?”

He let out a dry laugh. “Not really.”

I frowned. “Zane–”

“Your scent, Lia,” he said, eyes meeting mine, “it was driving me crazy. It calls to male wolves. Every instinct I have was telling me to… claim you. Right then. Right there.”

Heat rose to my face, my heart giving a loud thump in my chest.

“I didn’t,” he said quickly, probably hearing my heart race. “I swear I didn’t. I just got you into bed, and cleaned you with ice water. And I stayed until the fever broke. I promise I didn’t take advantage of you.”

I reached for his hand, lacing our fingers together. “I know that, Zane. I trust you.”

He didn’t squeeze my hand back. His grip was loose, careful.

I blinked at him. “What?”

He nodded, smiling. “Yeah. There’s nothing more I want. If you’re ready for it, of course.”

“Isn’t that something we’re supposed to do after we, you know… consummate the bond? Or like, get married and stuff?”

“But I’m ready.” I sat up again, frowning. “Zane, my body literally went into heat. Doesn’t that mean I’m ready?”

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