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“You’re safe, Wildflower,” Julian speaks in a low, soothing voice as he holds me tight. He keeps repeating it over and over again until my mind starts believing him.
Exhausted and completely drained, I lean against him and close my eyes.
24
Julian
Iris clings to me, her body shivering with tremors. My arms wrap around her, keeping her close to me.
Anxiety fills me but I can’t shake off the sense of pleasure coursing through me at having her in my arms. Iris’s perfume wafts into my nostrils, dousing me in a cloud of aphrodisiac that’s hard to ignore.
Her scent is a mix of roses and summer berries. Every hit of her perfume reminds me of bright blue skies, blossoming meadows, and cones of strawberry ice cream.
I’ve never smelled anything that had such an instant effect on me.
The front of my trousers stretches uncomfortably as my dick lengthens and hardens. Each inhale of her scent confirms what I’ve been feeling since the first time I laid eyes on her.
Iris is my fated mate and she’s unmistakably an omega.
I noticed a change coming over her after the incident last week when Caleb rushed her to the hospital. Her expression dulled whenever she thought no one was looking at her. I knew she was stressed and worried about something but I could’ve never guessed this to be the reason.
There were times when she looked guilty too. I’d thought it was because of our growing closeness but it’s only now that I realize there was a deeper reason behind the change in her behavior.
That alpha bastard must’ve figured it out too.
He had her pressed against a wall and was sniffing and licking at her like she was a fucking piece of meat. I even noticed the bulge at the front of his trousers as he jerked against her.
Rage, hot and swift, surges through me.
Omegas are mega territorial beasts. We can’t stand anyone laying a finger on a person that we’ve deemed asours.
Omega or not, Iris ismine.
The truck gives a sudden jerk.
Iris’s body slumps onto my lap. That’s when I realize she’s fallen asleep.
She must be completely exhausted after fighting off Callahan’s dominance.
Shifting my position, I lay her on my lap.
There’s a pinched look on her pale face. Her bottom lip is a bloody mess. She must’ve done it to herself to resist Callahan’s compulsion.
“My brave, sweet wildflower,” I murmur, gently caressing her hair.
A pang goes through me as I watch her.
My mates and I failed to protect her tonight. Guilt spreads through me but it doesn’t ease the sexual tension in my body. Her perfume is so addictive, it’s taking everything in me to resist touching her.
The truck slows down and comes to a stop. I can see glimpses of the Solveig estate as the massive gates swing open to allow us inside.
It’s a few more minutes before the vehicle comes to a complete stop.
Damon climbs out and comes to the back of the truck. Opening the door, he looks in on us.
“What happened to her?” he asks in a tight voice.
“She passed out on the way here,” I say. “She’s completely exhausted. Let’s not wake her up.”
