What do I do here?
"VIVIAN?!"
All the rage in her face fizzles away when Kade's voice echoes through the house. Silas and Jarek shout next, and I watch with so much worry as Vivian recoils.
I may not know what to say or how to be in the middle of an omega and her mates, but one thing is for certain: I'll advocate for her.
"Do you want to talk to them right now?" She shakes her head. "You know you'll have to talk to them at some point, right?" This time she nods. "Stay here," I whisper, and kiss her forehead as I stand.
It's good timing too because just as I close my bedroom door behind me, Kade comes barreling down the stairs like a fucking elephant.
"Where is she?!" he gasps. "She's crying!"
"Yeah, because of you, asshole." I'm finding when my mate cries I have no fucking tact. Which becomes very apparent when Kade growls and rushes me. Jarek leaps down the last few stairs and snatches his pack alpha before we can brawl.
"Kade, stop!" Jarek snaps, dragging him away.
Silas bypasses both of them and zeros in on me. "You have her?" he asks quietly, methodically.Where's his emotion when he upset his woman?
I nod, matching his standoffish attitude. "I do. She wants to be alone."
Silas doesn't so much as blink. "Why?"
This is why I was worried about becoming part of a pack. How do I know if I'm betraying her trust if I give them clues? They're her mates, so they should know when they've fucked up. But do I leave that to Vivian to explain?
"Why do you think?"Maybe I can get them to admit it and save myself the worry of sharing something that could be a secret.
Silas narrows his eyes and clenches his jaw. "I don't know. We were talking in the office when we felt her distress. She wasn't in the living room or upstairs."
"Right, and what were you talking about in the office?" Come on, give me something. Show me you aren't as big of a dickhole as I'm thinking right now. When he doesn't say anything, I step forward and pitch my voice low. "She was crying so hard I almost went looking for a fucking gun. So before you try hiding shit from me, you should know Vivian already told me she overheard your conversation."
"Fucking shit!" Jarek curses, dropping his chin to his chest. I almost feel bad for the guy, but I have someone else to worry about right now.
"I'll ask one more time," I snarl, stepping so close to Silas I can feel the heat radiating off his body. Now isn't the time for my dick to perk up, but when do I get a fucking say? "What could you have possibly been talking about that upset her?"
Just when I think Silas is going to snap with the tension he's carrying in his shoulders, he deflates. "We're worried about her appetite, sleep, and mood swings. She probably heard ustalking about diagnoses and how some of them are outside our wheelhouse."
I grunt and step away. "I'll bring her to her nest when she's ready. For right now, she asked for some space, and I think it would be best if we all respect her wishes."
"And what will you be doing?" Kade demands, only made more ruthless by the flexing of his hands at his side.
Images of Vivian curled up in my bed make my lips lift into a genuine smile. "If she lets me, I'll brush her hair, have her wash her face, and rub her hands until she falls asleep."
"Good," Kade grunts.
Grinding his teeth like it's taking everything in him not to go after his woman, he steps around Silas and into my space. His whiskey scent sinks into my bones and weighs me down with his dominance. Before I can blink away the sudden realization that Kade smells fucking amazing, his arms are around me in a hug. I'm shocked by the strength with which his hand encompasses the back of my neck and his other one winds around my back.
Unable to push him away or ignore how good he feels against me, I match his gesture. My hindbrain cocks my head to the side when he rumbles and blows a warm breath over the spot where my neck and shoulders meet.
My cock is painfully hard between us. When the ridges of his erection press against mine, precum soaks my boxers.Fuck, fuck, fuck.
With his fingers winding into my hair at the base of my skull, I have to bite back a groan. His cheek brushes mine, scent marking me. "Be good to her,mate." Kade punctuates his statement by grinding our cocks together, not once, but three times.
Oh fucking motherfuck son of a—Cum explodes from my sensitive dick tip, soaking my gray sweatpants and making me go weak in the knees.
"Good, Alpha," Kade murmurs, and kisses my earlobe. "Maybe she'll join you in the shower too."
Cool air replaces his heady presence, making me sway and take a step toward him when he backs away. Jarek has a shit eating grin on his face, and Silas looks like he wants to be eaten alive by the dominant asshole who struts his ass up the stairs.
