Thick alpha cock pushes hard at the front of his briefs, a wet spot already forming at the front.
I must have woken him up from a dirty dream with my scream.
Scared, I curl into myself, not sure if I want him to find me or not. His dark eyes dart around the room, and when he sees me on the floor, everything in himshifts.
His whole body locks tight.
I see the flare of his nostrils. The twitch in his jaw. His hands curl into fists at his sides as his gaze roams over me like a weapon—like he’s trying to figure out where the danger is and how fast he can kill it.
But there is no danger.
It’s only me and the deep-rooted pain threatening to rip me in two.
“Uh….Oli…” I choke out, barely able to speak.
“Beta?” His voice is tight with concern. “Are you okay?”
I’m not okay. My stomach feels like it’s shredding apart, my lower back is in twisted knots, and my cock is rock hard.What the actual fuck?
“What do you need?” He steps closer, slow but deliberate. His nostrils flare as he scents the room, and the air around him suddenly changes. His eyes flash and he bares his teeth.
My fear takes on a new meaning and I’m no longer worried about my pain. It’s the alpha looming over me with hard eyes and curled fists that makes me want to scream.
He looks possessed. Furious.Feral.
What did I do?
“Charlie,” Oli growls my name as he slowly stalks toward me. Every step he takes makes my pulse spike, but I don’t move. I can’t. My body is rooted to the floor, even though my instincts are screaming at me to run.
“Oli,” I mumble his name, trying to breathe through the pain. “Will you go get Rhett?” I try to push myself up, but my arms give out when he creeps closer, completely ignoring my request. “Please,” I whimper loudly. My own voice barely sounds like me.
Oli stops in front of me, too close, his big body towering over mine.
What's wrong with him?And why is he looking at me like that?
Desperate, I pull in a deep breath of his thick scent, trying to figure out what’s going on. But it’s not the usual minty aroma I’ve grown to like. It’s rough and thick, curling around my ribs, making it hard to breathe.
I have to get out of here.
“Puh—please.” I kick out, trying to inch away from the alpha. “I need Rhett,” I beg, and my shoulder bumps into a wall.I’m trapped.
Oli crouches down with careful, deliberate movements. It’s like he doesn’t want to scare me. But it’s too late. I’m already scared shitless.
“Little one,” Oli rumbles, his voice low—too low—and almost gentle, but my instincts are screaming that it’s a trap.
“Get—get Rhett.”
“There’s no need to be scared,” Oli purrs, but the deep rumble only makes the sharp pain in my belly worse. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
But my heart pounds harder, as fear twists into a full-blown panic. Because it doesn’t matter what Oli says. He’s still an alpha.
And right now, he sounds like one.
“I’m going to give you what you need,” Oli rumbles, and my eyes go wide.
“What does that mean?” I swallow hard, but my throat’s dry.
“It means that your alpha’s here,” he whispers, then reaches out, channeling his fingers through my sweaty hair. It feels good, but for some reason, that just makes him seem even more dangerous.
