Author's POV

It starts with the soft sound of claws clicking lightly on your bedroom floor.

You barely get the chance to sit up before he’s already climbing onto your bed, smooth, quiet, predatory, his ears flicking sharply forward, eyes glowing in the dim light.

He’s in heat.

And he’s focused entirely on you.

His tail lashes once behind him, slow and tense, before curling possessively around your ankle.