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“It’s fine,” he says, grabbing my ankles once again and placing them over his thighs. “Your muscles are pulled taut. Like Damon said, it's your body’s response to the attack you faced last night. Once they’re relaxed, the pain will fade.”
I want to complain but his gentle kneading feels so good, all I can do is stop the moans threatening to escape my lips.
Caleb shifts closer and starts massaging my shoulders.
Julian takes the wet wrap off my forehead, dips it in water, and puts it back on my forehead.
All the while, Damon makes me stay on his lap, generously sharing his warmth with me.
My body and mind relax completely. Peace and safety like I’ve never felt before steal through me. My eyes close and I almost drift into a doze.
This must be the kind of treatment that every omega thinks is their birthright. I’m starting to understand why they feel superior to the rest of the population. It’s impossible not to feel smug if you have the attention and care of an alpha or even better, a pack of alphas.
Fuck, I can get used to this, I allow myself to wish.
A more logical part of my brain balks at the attention I’m getting. It makes me question whether they’re really my mates or if they’re simply being affected by my emerging pheromones.
I feel a connection to them but it hasn’t been long since I awakened as an omega. What if I met other alphas and felt a deeper connection to them? Am I making a mistake by being vulnerable to Caleb and his brothers?
Suddenly, Nox Callahan’s face comes alive in my mind. His demonic smile and cold black eyes shatter the temporary bubble of peace and safety. My eyes fly open and my body jerks, making me sit up.
“What’s wrong?” deep, concerned voices ask me at once.
My heart is racing in my chest, my breathing too erratic. Cold sweat trickles down my back. I’d somehow slipped back into a nightmare.
“She’s too feverish,” Caleb says in a grim voice. Leaning in, he captures my chin in a gentle hold. “Please, Iris. Have something to eat so we can give you some medicines.”
I look into his silvery eyes. There’s so much pain and desperation swirling in them.
“Okay,” I say despite feeling like I’ll throw up if I eat anything.
“You’re being so brave, darling,” Julian says. Picking up a bowl from the tray, he dips in a spoon. “Come. Have a bite.” He holds a spoonful of soup near my lips.
Wrapping my lips over the spoon, I swallow the warm soup.
“Is it good?” he asks.
“It’s salty.”
Chuckles rise all around me. Despite feeling like my skull would crack from the pounding headache, I can’t help but grin at the sullen expression on Julian’s face.
“It’s not my fault,” he says, holding up another spoonful of soup. “I made it according to the package instructions.”
“Right,” Damon drawls. “Blame the patient.”
“The soup looked too thick, so I added a little more water,” Julian mutters. “I was worried about it tasting bland, so I seasoned it. Excuse me for trying to make a delicious meal for her.”
The others tease him, annoying him.
I can’t help but chuckle.
This is the kind of pack I’ve always fantasized about. Lots of members, each watching the other’s back, and always staying together no matter what problem arises.
Being among Caleb, Damon, Raiden, and Julian is better than anything I could’ve imagined. Was I really lucky enough to be their fated mates?
It definitely feels good to fantasize about it...
“I can’t eat anymore,” I say despite enjoying the way Julian is feeding me.
