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“They were nice. This sort of food feast is reserved for Lavender.” He batted his eyes at me, and I snorted.
Archer winced dramatically, “Those waffles were toxic, Theo.”
Theo put the dish down and glared and made his way over to the fridge, passing me and letting his hand gently brush my hip. The innocent touch felt indecent, I did my best not to dwell on the sharp lemon and pine invading my senses. It was oddly invigorating.
“They don’t sound the best,” I admitted with a scrunch of my nose. Theo just smirked at me in response. I turned and headed towards the door, intending to go back up to my room and eat in the new nest, but was stopped by Gage in my way, leaning against the doorframe.
“No more eating in your room.”
“Huh?” I was tired, cranky, and didn’t want to be confused.
“You need to be around us more, we all discussed it. From now on you’ll hang out with us at all times, either in our spaces or we can join you in your space, at least until…”
“Until my heat comes?”
“Yeah,” Gage looked away, awkward. I didnotwant to be thinking about heats right now. The idea of me, desperate with need and slick… It was a recipe for disaster. These men were the farthest thing from ideal heat partners—I wanted someone I can trust and these men weren’t exactly honest. I would be riding out my heat alone in an unfamiliar place. The thought saddened me. The new nest was beautiful though, and the room had clearly been designed with love and care.
A pang of worry lanced through me, was I borrowing someone else’s nest? There were no scents present in the nest, no omega or alphas. It had just smelled clean.
“Okay…” I trailed off.
“Come sit with me, Lavvy girl,” Archer called from the table, “I promise, Cereal killer, remember?” He held up his bowl of brightly coloured cereal with a smile. When did he get cereal? He wasjusteating a breakfast burrito.
Alphas apparently had never ending stomachs.
Archer’s dark hair was damp and falling into his face, he must have freshly showered. Nodding at him with a small smile I wandered over, plate in hand and popped into the seat next to him. I could smell the pleasure radiating off him at the gesture.
I didn’t have the energy to be mad at him anymore. It wasn’t going to achieve anything. I could be friendly until I got home, then cut off contact. It would sting like a bitch, but I would get over it eventually. Exhaustion was weighing heavy on me and fighting wasn’t worth it.
Gage, satisfied I wasn’t going anywhere, wandered over to the pile of food adorning the counter, picking up a plate for himself and going straight for the breakfast sausage. “We should all probably talk about what we’re going to do going forward about Lavender.”
I stilled, a strip of bacon halfway to my mouth. We were going to talk about this now?
“She seems much better. Do you feel better?” Archer directed his question at me.
“Much. Still groggy and tired, but overall better.” I took a bite of bacon, humming at the delectable salty sweet taste. “Has this got sugar on it?” I asked, furrowing my brows.
“I cook the bacon low and slow in maple syrup,” Theo told me, proudly.
“It’s amazing.” I told him, another piece already halfway to my mouth. Omegas were known for their love of sweets, but salty sweet was its own, special category of delicious.
Gage cleared his throat before speaking. “I’ve been thinking. From here on out, one of us needs to be with Lavender at all times, and not just in the house at the same, like we’ve been doing up until now. We need to be in the same room as her at the very least. If she’s sick we have to actually touch her.” His tone left no room for discussion, and I just kept eating, happily munching on a chocolate chip pancake. It didn’t feel like I was really part of this conversation, so I focused on the food. I hadn’t eaten for days before my impromptu snuggle session so I was feeling the hunger.
“Darling?” Gage asked, getting my attention.
“Oh, am I part of this conversation now?” I snarked. I had completely missed the last thing he said while leaning back against the counter, watching over his pack as they ate.
“I asked if there is anything else we ought to know so we aren’t surprised again?”
“I don’t think so. This situation was a surprise to me. Omegas all differ in their needs,”
“How so?” Archer asked.
“Some require a lot of physical affection, some don’t. I honestly believed I didn’t need it. Our immune system can get funky if we’re isolated, especially if we are getting close to a heat.”
Archer leaned over, resting his hand gently on my forehead. “Your fever has gone down a lot, and you seem to be eating okay now.” The sweet smell of him so near and his soft touch was hypnotic.
“Yeah, I feel loads better, thank you for looking after me, by the way,” I looked over at Gage. He nodded, face expressionless.
