"Good girl, can you taste it? Do you know what’s near?" Hermione cupped Bellatrix’s chin, looking down at her with such admiration. "Your love is calling forth a rut omega, I haven’t felt one this strong in centuries." Bellatrix didn’t speak, because she knew her Alpha didn’t want or need her do, she just got lost in Hermione’s eyes. "Your heat is coming just in time, I smell it, which means you want this as badly as I do, I’m so happy." Bellatrix whined softly, unable to dispute how her body was betraying her. "Our first true mating will be a strong one Belle, I will make it special for you I swear." Hermione saw the fear in Bellatrix’s eyes but was not deterred, she just hadn’t had a real Alpha before, of course she would be intimidated. "But before that we need to cut some loose ends, make sure everything is in order." Hermione fasted a leash to the collar around Bellatrix’s neck and began to tug. "Come, lets put the world’s doubts to rest."