Page 47 of Wicked Alphas


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“Ugh. It’s been happening on and off since…” My voice trails off as my body flushes.

Grey looks pained, his lips forming into a thin line. “There’s a doctor in town that does house visits. I could make an appointment.”

I shake my head, my hands clenching into fists as I inhale slowly through my nose and exhale through my mouth.

He leans on the edge of the chair, frowning as he watches me. “Harper…”

He says my name so kindly that tears prick at my eyes.

It’s all going to be over in a few days. They’ll forget about me.

My ears ring and my head spins as my body aches. Vaguely, I register Grey’s raised voice, but I double over on the loveseat, unable to speak.

How embarrassing.

I wish I knew what was wrong with me. I wish things were different.

The loveseat dips with weight, and Grey sits next to me, resting his warm hand on my back. His touch is gentle, and he rubs slowly up and down my back, anchoring me to reality.

“Breathe,” he murmurs. “Come on, Harper. Breathe for me.”

His scent envelops me, rich and deep, and it makes my chest ache.

Grey. James. Beau.

They’ll all be gone soon, and I’ll be left alone.

Alone to figure out what’s wrong with me.

“Oh, don’t—” Grey whispers desperately as he gently lifts me. “Don’t, baby. Please don’t cry.”

My cheeks are wet as he pulls me into his side, and I’m suddenly engulfed in his arms.

He holds me like it’s his thousandth time doing it, his hand smoothing the hair away from my face. The headache subsides, but the ache in my core is back, and I’m horrified he’ll notice.

But he’s gentle with me, his chest rumbling as I settle into him.

Purring.

He’spurring.

An Alpha only purrs for their for lover.

For their Omega.

Yet he’s doing it for me.

I bury my face in his broad chest, clinging to his suit jacket as he holds me.

“Breathe for me,” he murmurs, his voice low in my ear. “I’ve got you.”

Grey may be a broody Alphahole, but I’ve never felt safer than I do right now.

I meet his dark green eyes, holding his gaze. “Thank you,” I whisper.

He chuckles. “Never thank me for holding you,” he says, and my heart flutters at his words.

I close my eyes and relax in his embrace, willing the pain to go away.

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