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Ryan tapped my arm, bringing my attention back to him. “Tell me who you met? A beta, I am assuming, as alphas aren’t allowed at the academy unless it’s the mixer, right?”
“That is true. There aren’t any alphas on campus. But it’s not a beta I met.”
“Then who? An omega?!”
“Yeah.” A dreamy look descended over my features. “Her name is Riley, and she’s absolutely perfect. Everything about her is just amazing. And the best part is, she’s my scent match.”
“What?!”
I couldn’t tell who said what after my statement. The room fell into a chaos of questions being shouted over one another, confused looks, and even some upset stares from the alphas and Ryan. My brow furrowed as I looked around. This was the last reaction I had anticipated.
“Storm, she can’t be your match. Omegas don’t match to each other,” Ryan protested.
“How do you know? I know what I sensed, and I know she is mine as much as I am hers.”
“Storm,” Victor said placatingly, “that just cannot be. Omegas don’t belong to one another.”
“Says who?” I snapped, narrowing my eyes and crossing my arms.
“Well”—Declan looked around at his packmates—“everyone. It’s just not done.”
“You know, if I had any idea that you would all be so . . . so . . .stuck upabout this, I never would have shared it,” I snarled, having had enough of this conversation. “If you’ll excuse me, I am going to bed. I think I’m done here.”
I pushed back from my seat and, with a goodnight for my parents, turned and flounced off to my room. I ignored Ryan’s and his pack’s calls for me to wait.The gall of them to say that Riley wasn’t my match because of her designation.I’d show them. I’d show them all when I brought her back here next break on my arm.
Chapter17
Riley
My body slumped against the interior of the tub, my hand feverishly rubbing my clit. “Fuckkkkkk,” I hissed out between my teeth, slick gushing into the now tepid water.
I had lost count of how many times I had practiced thisself-reliefsince Storm left, but the ache wasn’t easing at all. I had hoped that by succumbing to the desperation that had been buzzing under my skin for the last two weeks, I could get her out of my head. That wasn’t what happened at all. If anything, it was getting worse.
From the moment I had accepted that it was her I wanted, that her face made me reach the finish line, I had been a mess of hormones and need. My omega side was screaming at me to go get my girl, but my rational side was telling me it wasn’t possible.
Omegas didn’t form packs together. We would need to find our own alphas that could help us through our heats. She wasn’t meant to be mine. It sucked, but that was the way of it. So, for now, for the last few hours before she returned, I was going to get as much of thiscrushout of my head as possible.
My back bowed, water sloshing over the edge onto the tile. My voice rose in a keening cry, echoing around the bathroom. I felt that familiar tingle starting low in my spine and I cried out as an intense orgasm washed over me.
My eyes shuttered closed and my breath stuttered as I tried to calm my racing heartbeat. My limbs shook with the aftereffects for several seconds before I could open my eyelids and the haze cleared. I still had my hand clamped over my pussy and I drew it away slowly, grimacing at the mess I had made.
Again.
Standing, I pulled the plug in the tub and let the water drain, then I made my way over to the shower. This was the third time I’d washed today, thanks to my overactive libido. I knew as we aged, we were supposed to have an increase in our sexual urges, but this was getting out of hand! Only cleaning the parts that really needed it, I rushed through the shower. I toweled off quickly and moved back to the main room to get dressed.
As soon as I entered it, my nose twitched.Fuck.I needed to air this out. Fast. There would be no hiding what I had been doing with how strongly my perfume was clinging to everything. Biting my lip, I threw some clothes on haphazardly then moved to the window. It took me several wiggles, but I could finally wrench it open. I leaned out, drawing in the fresh outdoor air.
The haze I had been under since reentering the bedroom cleared enough that I could get my brain back online. I needed to clean the bedding immediately. Rushing over, I stripped the sheets and comforter. Then, for good measure, I took the pillowcases too. Gathering it all into my arms, I hurried down to the laundry room and tossed them into the economy washer. I added way more detergent than I needed and set it to a high heat wash.
Knowing it would be at least an hour until they were done and ready for the dryer, I went back to our room to remake the bed with fresh sheets. I pulled a new set out of the closet and started redoing the bed. We only had one comforter so I would need to wait until it dried before I could add that back.
I was fluffing the pillows when I heard adingin my pocket. I pulled my phone out and a smile split my face when I saw Storm’s name on it. She had been texting me all break, and it had made me miss her all the more. She had apologized for pulling away prior to the break and with how often she texted me, I believed her. Reading her message, I sent off a small white lie, hoping she bought that I had gone home for the break.
Storm:Hey, I just left home. Should be there by dinnertime!
Riley: Oh wonderful! I just got here. Can’t wait to hear about your break.
Storm:Same to you. Kisses! Xoxo
