"Silas!" Kade snaps and leans forward, making the table creak.
Rolling my eyes, I force myself to pay attention. "I'm fine, no need to jump over the table to make sure. Just thinking about how I made Vivian cry."
My explanation settles him a bit, and his frantic energy in the pack bond smoothes out. He better not have disturbed them.
"Anything could have set her off, you know that. Her heats are also an emotional time. Hell, I'm pretty sure she almost cried when I frowned at her toward the end, too. We can't predict what might upset her all the time."
That's a load of bullshit. "Um, isn't that our fucking job, Kade? To predict what might make our omega cry and keep it from happening."
Sighing, Kade scrubs a hand down his face and slumps into a chair opposite me. "I just meananythingcould be a trigger while she's in heat. That's why there are three of us. She wanted you as close as possible. That's a good thing."
"Yeah...” I love how Vivian loves me; nothing will ever change that. Except I have some new concerns. "She hissed at Jarek, and I didn't know she was distraught until I really focused on hertether, Kade. Something's off. If she can't speak to us, and her bond felt muted when I left the nest, how are we supposed to know something is wrong?"
"Well, the fact that the bond feltmutedis a start. I'll admit I didn't notice she was detaching even in her subconscious until Jarek reacted to her tears."
Fuck, my pack alpha sounds as guilty as I feel. "Maybe we need to be more alert for a while. Especially until we figure out if something's going on. Shehissed,Kade."
"I fucking know that. I was there," he growls, but the worry in his gaze takes some of the harshness out of his words. "You're right though. We need to be on top of it. I don't mean smother her like we did before her heat because I actually think that was why she snapped. But we need to pay more attention to what's going on beneath the surface."
I nod, acknowledging the plan. Vivie is beautifully complex. Sometimes as men and a different designation, we tend to focus on the outside symptoms.
Not eating? Feed her. Not leaving her nests? Take her on a walk. Not smiling? Crack all the jokes possible.
She's not a robot or a dog. "We need to do better," I murmur, realizing how much pressure we put on her on the outside to feel better instead of searching inward.
"We will," Kade declares with a firm nod.
His dark hair is a mess even though he just got out of the shower. The curls dangling over his forehead make me smile a little. I love my alpha a little ruffled. I just wish it wasn't due to stress.
"You look like you need help relaxing." I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively, trying to break the tension like Jarek might do. Except sleeping beauty isn't here, and my beta instincts are screaming at me to make my alpha feel better.
Kade scowls and kicks my wandering foot away when I graze his calf. "Stay the fuck away from my dick. I need at least another hour before I let your naughty mouth get close to it."
Laughing, I lean forward in my chair. Instead of banging my head on the table like I was doing before he came in and yanked the negative thoughts out of my mind, I smirk at my alpha.
"Who said I'd suck you off, Alpha?"
Kade moves so his face is mere centimeters from mine. "You did. Don't think I didn't hear the rise of your heartbeat or the hitch in your breathing when I mentioned fucking that tight throat of yours."
Fuck, his mouth is so dirty.
"Even if I were blind to the obviousness of your arousal, I can smell how your dick just soaked your gray sweats, my love. But don't worry. If you change your mind, there's an omega who likes to suckle on my dick while I work."
"Kade," I moan, feeling precum ooze from my cock head.
He stands abruptly, putting my face at the perfect level to suck his precum from his sweatpants too. Before I can so much as inhale his heady scent, he bends and grips my chin. "Pancakes and bacon sound good?"
"How 'bout a fat, juicy sausage?" I tease, sounding breathless and ridiculous. The things this man can do to me even after a week long fuck fest...
"Naughty thing today," he hums and releases me. "You'll get your sausage, Silas. Don't you worry."
With that, he struts his tight ass right down the fucking stairs while I'm left here acting like, well...an omega in heat.
Damn it.
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