And he thought he'd been mindless before, when he'd first started to shift. No, his heat seemed to drive all sense from him and conspired to leave him a creature of instinct driven desire. Right then, nothing else mattered. Just Gladio's thick scent around him and the warmth of his body as he let himself slip a little deeper into that heat driven lust. Instinct told him that Gladio would be there, that his mate would give him what he wanted... no, needed and at that moment, all was right with his little world.