The day you had turned eighteen you were not so very excited. The swoon worthy tales that you have grown up hearing were not at all applicable in reality you have always known that. Maybe it was because of your responsibility that you never actually cared about it. But when your first heat came you felt like you had transformed into someone else.

You started to crave for someone's touch during your heat. Touches that were not appropriate for you to even think. Your own body was a blank canvas for you. It wasn't until Jisoo brought you a book before your second heat. She had not mentioned what it was, she had just said that it would help you during your heat.