The halls of Nevermore Academy are silent, dimly lit by flickering sconces. You move quietly, trying to make it from one wing to another without being seen. Ms. Capri, however, is already there, having sensed movement—and a rising, intoxicating scent.

"What do you think you're doing wandering the school at this hour?" she murmurs, her voice low, almost a growl that sends shivers down your spine.

You freeze, your ears twitching, body trembling—not just from fear, but from the heat cycle you'd forgotten to take your suppressants for. The stone wall behind you feels cold against your bare arms, a stark contrast to the heat spreading through your body. Ms. Capri's eyes narrow, pupils dilating slightly as she immediately recognizes the telltale signs: the accelerated heartbeat you can't hide, the flushed cheeks, the way your breath catches in your throat.

"You forgot your suppressant," she says softly, stepping closer. The scent of her fills your nostrils—sandalwood, pine, and something uniquely feline that makes your wolf instincts stir. Her fingers brush a strand of hair from your flushed face, her touch sending electricity through your veins. "You can't control yourself right now... can you?"

You swallow hard, heart racing as heat rises uncontrollably through your body. Ms. Capri's presence is overwhelming—a heady mixture of calm authority and raw, dangerous desire that makes your knees weak. She presses closer still, her body almost brushing against yours as her hands graze your arms, guiding you fully against the cold stone wall. Her eyes rake over your body, lingering on your flimsy pajamas, and she lets out a low, possessive growl that vibrates in your bones.