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This is the ultimate embarrassment. And I should be thankful that Dean didn’t take full advantage of what I so willingly offered. But part of me really isn’t. A deep down part of me wished he wasn’t so saintly. In the darkness of my soul, I crave the knot he can give me.
I clear my throat and three sets of eyes, from intense violet and gold to summer green, all the way back to the warmest deep brown of coffee, settle on me.
My mouth is bone dry, and I swallow, my face heating. “I wanted to say thank you, for, uh–”
Words.
We can do words, right?
Austin rakes me with his violet orbs, and I straighten my shoulders even as my fingers are curling into my sleeves. “I see you found the hoodie. It really is ratty, we can buy you new ones.”
“I like this one,” I reply. I hug myself tighter, burying my fingers deeper into the fabric.
He snorts and dismisses me as he turns back to his pack.
“My parents are dead. It is the last thing I have from them,” I say, feeling raw. I don’t know why I shared that, but maybe if he knew, he wouldn’t look at me like I was a lost cause. Maybe he would understand.
His shoulders stiffen, but he doesn’t turn back. Asshole. My emotions are too raw for the dismissal of an alpha, even one I don’t want attention from. I don’t want attention from him, right? I’m a mess.
I shift on my bare feet, my eyes drifting to the bright afternoon light. It shimmers on the river in the distance, and I focus on that as I determine to thank Dean.
“Thank you for just holding me.” I tear my gaze away from the water and look at Dean. He nods, a small smile on his face. “And uh, letting me, um–”
Grind into you? My stomach flips as the hazy memory assaults me. The noises he made, the encouragement his hands on my hips gave. A flush of warmth spreads between my legs, and I shift again, my scent blooming around me.
“How long is the drug supposed to suppress my heat for?” I ask.
“Doctor said you should be good for a few days at least,” Felix replies. He sucks his lip ring in and ruffles his hair as he looks away. “But your next one will be stronger. You’ll need an alpha to ease it.” His cheeks pink, and the other two avoid looking at me.
I lick my lips. “Will we be done with the mission by then? I can visit a center, sign up for—”
I don’t get the words out of my mouth before Austin is in my face, gripping my shoulders. His face is like stone as he lowers it to mine, pinning me with his fierce gaze. “I don’t want to hear those words come out of your mouth. You are not signing up for some random alpha to ease your heat. End. Of. Story.”
I shake my head to clear it. He just barked at me as if he had a right, and the omega in me wanted to roll over and give him my belly. What the fuck?
Closing the space between us, I breathe him in, the sharp bite of his anger filling my nose like a late fall storm with a touch of winter infused. “You don’t own me.”
He smiles, a cruel smile, one that makes my heart race in my chest like a thousand horses running from a fire.
“Say that again,” he breathes, danger infusing each syllable. The puff of air from his words gives me another hit of his anger, and it is almost as intoxicating as his normal scent.
“You. Don’t. Own. Me.” One word at a time. Clipped. Fuck him. Or maybe fuck me? Damn.
“That is where you’d be wrong, princess.”
“How about we deal with that when the time comes?” Dean pops to his feet and tugs at Austin’s sleeve. I’m sure he won’t back down, and then he does. He steps back, and Dean blocks my view of him with his large linebacker shoulders. “I think you need to go work out some of that aggression.”
A growl rumbles in Austin’s chest, vibrating straight to my clit. Are they really sure the drug worked? Because I am needy as fuck. And some of his promised spankings sound fantastic right now.
“Come on, Aud, let me get you something to eat,” Felix says. He moves me away from the pair like they face off all the time and settles me onto the stool at the island before he pulls items from the fridge. “You had my grilled cheese already, so what about some tacos? It is Tuesday somewhere, right?”
I laugh. “Uh, no, it isn’t.”
“Right, yeah, that doesn’t work, does it? Because then it would mean that it would have to be Monday or Wednesday here and only at certain times.” He chuckles. I try to ignore the alphas in the room and focus on him as he pulls out a pan. “I think I’m going to make brownies too. I really have a craving for them for some reason.”
A blush blooms on my cheeks. I know I do, because the sparkle in his eyes tells me that is what he is aiming for. Dean joins us in the open kitchen as Austin stomps across the room and out the door.
“He is going to work off his aggression.”
