Gideon felt his body heating up, the air in the room thick and suffocating. He called for his beta, his voice a strained growl that echoed through the upstairs hallway.
Though Adeline was no longer in the room, her pheromones seemed to permeate the very walls, finding a way to reach him and stir the wolf within.
Micah knocked briefly before rushing in. He found Gideon pacing the floor and his expression felt like that of an agitated, cornered wolf.
"Here are the suppressants," Micah said, but Gideon snatched the bottle from him before he could even finish the sentence.
With trembling hands, Gideon wrenched the cap off and downed a handful of the pills, far exceeding the recommended dosage.
"Hey, do you want to die?" Micah scolded, lunging forward to snatch the bottle back. His eyes widened when he saw only a single pill rattling at the bottom. "Why did you take so many? Have you gone insane? Throw them out, spit them out now!"
