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“Zabriel, what—” she splutters.

I pull my clothes on, my lips pressed grimly together. A few seconds later the cold water does its work. Isavelle’s expression falls as everything she said and did just now comes flooding back, and she sinks farther into the water with a moan of horror.

I hunker down on the edge of the pool and hold my hand out to her, coaxing softly, “Come on,sha’len. Come out of there. I won’t look, and I’ll get you warm and dry and take you back to your room.”

Isavelle wades miserably toward me. “I’m so sorry, Zabriel. I was acting crazy. I’m so embarrassed.”

I pull her out of the water, averting my gaze from the nightgown that’s turned see-through and is clinging to her body, and wrap warm, fluffy towels around her. “You didn’t do anything wrong, Omega. Don’t apologize to your Alpha for something he should have realized was happening from the beginning.”

Isavelle is hiccupping and breathing unsteadily, on the verge of tears.

I pull her into my arms and hold her, and nearly use my scent to soothe her until I remember I said I wouldn’t do that. I start to ask her if she wants it, but it’s too late. She starts to cry, and the sound shreds my heart as her tears roll down my chest.

I pick my mate up in my arms and carry her back to her room. She quiets into sniffles as I walk, and I feel her body start to burn. By the time I set her on her feet by the bed, she’s gripped by her false heat once more. A clingy little Omega is trying to drag me into her nest, but remembering her tears from a moment ago, I remain where I am, no matter how desperate I am to follow her in there.

“Next time,” I promise her. “If your false heat passes and you want me in your nest next time, I will go with you. I’ll give you anything you ask for.”

My words fall on deaf ears. All she hears is her Alpha telling her no, and nothing is more distressing to a needy Omega.

I tuck her beneath a dozen blankets and close the curtains.

“Why did you leave me, Alpha?” she whimpers.

I see the curtain twitch and I grasp them and hold them closed. “Just stay there,sha’len. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Do you not want me, Alpha?”

Hearing her suffer is like being stabbed in the guts. “I want you. You have no idea how much.”

“Then why don’t you come in here and give me your knot? I’m aching so much, deep inside me. Ithurts.”

It’s her false heat talking. It’s her false heat talking. It’s her false heat talking.

I chant this over and over again as my hands tremble on the curtains. If Isavelle welcomed the idea of sex with me when she wasn’t out of her mind with lust, I’d be in there with her in a second.

“Omega,” I say sharply, and she stops whimpering. “Listen to me.”

“Yes, Alpha?” she sniffles.

“Are your thighs wet with your slick?”

“They are.”

“Touch yourself for me. Stroke yourself with your fingers, just like you did the other day. Are you doing as I ask?”

“Yes, Alpha.” This time there’s a moan in her voice and her crying has stopped.

“Good girl,” I breathe. “That’s my good girl. Keep touching yourself and listening to my voice. I’m right here.”

I listen to Isavelle’s panting cries from within the curtains. Remembering that she might want something of mine to cuddle even if she’s not aware of my scent yet, I thrust the shirt I wore into battle through the curtains, and she snatches it from my fingers.

“I’m so close,” she moans.

“Don’t stop,sha’len. Keep touching yourself for me.”

I sit on the floor with my back against her mattress. My hand is inside my breeches and wrapped around my knot, squeezing myself as I listen to her climax again and again. The scent of her is all around me. I can practically taste her on my tongue and my mouth waters like a starving man.

Sometime around dawn, she finally falls asleep. I slip into a doze still sitting on the floor, my legs stretched out in front of me.

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