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“Wyatt?” he asked, sounding wary. “Is that you? What’s the matter?”
The wind must have shifted then, because I heard him gasp and he took a couple of quick steps toward us. “What is that? Who do you have there with you?”
“Stay back!” I snarled, sounding almost bestial. “This omega is mine.”
Our bond was so close, I could feel him hesitating, but he was becoming overwhelmed by Darcy’s strong scent, because he took another step toward us.
“Stay back,” I growled again, even louder, and finally, I saw him cover his mouth and nose with his hand and turn away. After a long moment, with both of us panting for breath, the wind shifted again, and he was finally able to talk to me again.
I hated feeling this way toward Brandon—he was my pack mate and up to this point in my life he and the others in my pack—Lex and Asher—were my closest friends. They were more like brothers to me, and I hated feeling any kind of resentment and jealousy. I knew I had to calm down.
“Wyatt, what is this? Who do you have there?”
“It’s Vandercliff. Go to his tent and get his pack. Quickly, Brandon. Bring it here to me.”
He nodded and choking a little, he left. I heard him stumble away down the trail. While he was gone, I splashed down in the water, pulled Darcy over to the edge of the bank and laid him on his back. He fought me, trying to get up and climb over me again, but I held him down and scooped up some cold water from the stream. His omega secretions were seeping from him, and they were so potent they made me dizzy with lust. I closed my eyes, fighting the urge to ravish him. The smell was powerful, and he was all slicked up and ready for me. His hole was like a succulent, round, ripe strawberry, and all for me. Determined and trying desperately to ignore it, I held him down and washed him with water from the stream, splashing it over him again and again.
He squealed as the cold water cascaded over him and tried to get away, but I had to clean him up before Brandon returned. He cried out though and begged me to help him—like I wasn’t the one doing it to him. Anyway, I had to bend over and soothe him with kisses. That’s when I stopped thinking and just reacted to his luscious lips, as well as the delicious scent that was pouring off him. The omega lust struck me like a hammer blow, driving me to my knees in the water. His little hole was almost unbearably hot and wet against my hand. I bent to lick it and suck it, and he began opening up for me in the way of all omegas to accommodate my knot. But I was able to claw back a few shreds of my sanity, and I was grateful for the cold, rushing water, which saved us both. I still had to wash him all over again. When I was through, I allowed him to sit up and got up on the bank beside him to pull him into my lap so he wouldn’t catch cold.
I tried to talk to him and soothe him, but he had already reached that mindless stage omegas fall into during a heat lust, when nothing much helps. I heard Brandon running back along the path and stood up to greet him, a bit less feral now than I’d been before my dunking in the icy water.
“Did you find his pack?” I asked as he skidded to a stop beside me.
“Yes. I think so. Anders said this was it. He was full of questions though.”
“I know—and I’m sorry. Just look through it and see if you see anything that looks like a potion. Maybe a medicine bottle of some kind.”
He dug around a few moments and then held up a small bottle. “Like this?”
“Maybe. Toss it to me.”
He tossed it over and I looked for instructions on the bottle but couldn’t find any. I gave Darcy a quick, hard kiss and shook him a little to clear his head. “How much do you take?”
I had to ask him several times before he finally replied. He rubbed a hand over his face and whimpered a little because it was hard to think, but he managed. “Just a drop or two, the witch said.”
I didn’t have any droppers and couldn’t find one in his pack, so I put a little on the tip of my finger and rubbed it across his mouth. He opened up for it and I saw his pretty, pink tongue sweep across his bottom lip. It was all I could do not to take that tongue in my mouth, but I managed to control myself.
“Will this work?” I asked him after a few moments. “Will this get you out of heat?”
“I don’t know,” he said, shaking his head and looking scared. “I usually take it in the mornings, and it prevents anything from happening in the first place. This has never happened before.” He put his hand over his mouth; and I heard a little sob escape. “Don’t be mad at me,” he said.
I just pulled him in my arms, shaking my head. “No, I’m not angry.”
That was a lie, because I was, to be honest—angry at the fact he put himself at such risk and the fact he was taking this vile potion that he didn’t seem to know much about at all. Who knew what it could be doing to him? But I wouldn’t upset him now, when he was already feeling so low.
“Just sit here quietly and let me step away and calm down for a minute. I need to talk to Brandon, and I need to think. Is that all right?”
He nodded and buried his face in his hands while I got to my feet on shaky legs.
“Hey,” I said, touching his shoulder. “Stop worrying. I’ll take care of this.”
He looked up at me with those big, beautiful eyes and slowly nodded.
“Brandon, give me your shirt. He’ll freeze as cold as it is and mine is soaked.”
My cousin took off his shirt and I draped it over Darcy to keep him warm. Then I had to force myself to turn away.
I turned to Brandon. “Thanks for the shirt and for getting his pack for me.”
