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Less than ten minutes later, the car halts with a screech outside a large beachside mansion on the outer perimeter of the area Jake and I live.
The electric gate opens like the alphas have been waiting at the window for us to arrive.
Jake parks the car on the grounds of the house as the gate slams with a reverberating clang behind us.
He rushes out of the car, but before opening my car door, his expression shifts from concerned to determined as he scans the area outside the house for any potential threats.
The pain in my stomach intensifies, wracking my body and making me go stiff again.
He lifts me into his arms, holding me close to him as he caresses my back, whispering in my ear, “Ella, it’s going to be okay. Just let it happen. This is what you’re made for.”
“I don’t feel like I was. Being an omega isn’t fun,” I whimper as the ache in my belly skates lower, feeling like my vagina is being pounded without being touched.
I cry out as another slash of pain courses through me.
I arch my spine, throwing my head back.
Jake wraps his muscular arms around me, holding me close as I ride out the wave. “Shh, I’ve got you.”
With each step he takes, I rub my nose against his chest, smelling the delicious aroma that coats him.
“Your smell soothes it,” I mutter.
“What?”
“Your smell. It makes it feel less painful.”
He smiles and presses a kiss on my lips. “Thank you.”
He strides to the house, the door flings open, and Gabe rushes out and takes me from Jake.
I whine, but he holds me close, purring against my head, soothing me within seconds.
In the background, Walker watches with narrowed eyes. I suppose it’s because the last time I saw him; I ran away, telling him we could be nothing other than godfather and his goddaughter.
I know it’s not like Walker has known me for my whole life. He served under my father in the military for a brief spell before he took over his father’s company. But then he sought my father for a business opportunity when I was a teenager.
Nevertheless, it’s weird.
He became my godparent when I was sixteen years old.
I was happy not being baptized, but my father had a crisis of sorts. He was convinced that something would happen to his children.
Weird because something happened to me the year after I was baptized.
Walker, the godfather, never really saw me outside of the role he’d been given. But I know he’s the reason my omega has awoken.
Thank God, I trust him, in a way I give to no one else, but can I trust him with my pain?
My heat?
My body bounces against the large body of Gabe as he climbs the winding staircase in his home.
The scent of rich, polished wood, and leather envelops me as we ascend. I’m not sure if it’s the professor or the home–but I like it.
“Nearly there.” I know he means the nest they created for me.
My breath hitches with each echoing step.
