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I could think clearly now. I’d read that an Omega’s heat would ebb and flow, working up to the peak after about seven to ten days, and those hot moments would make her focus on only one thing, but I hadn’t believed it. Not completely. I mentally apologized to all those Omegas I doubted who were telling the truth about it. Going into heat was absolutely crazy. I needed to get back home so I could lock myself in my room until it was over.
Taking a deep breath to calm myself, a familiar scent from the pillow filled my head. Oh God… This was him. Evander. Earthy, woodsy, and so very male.
I was rubbing my face in the pillow before I realized what I was doing. When I did, I threw it across the bed and hopped up. No way was I going to let myself get all riled up again. Focus on getting home. That’s what I needed to do.
My feet still hurt as I tiptoed over to the clothes. There were basic cotton panties and bras, a full length waistless teal dress, sweatpants, and two t-shirts with The Praetorian Guard logo on them. None of it was at all my style, but I put on the panties and bra along with a t-shirt and joggers. I noted there were runners by the bedroom door.
In the bathroom, there were all the necessities I would need. I brushed my teeth and then untangled my hair after doing my business all the while purposely not looking at the tub. But I was aware it was there. Hyper aware. Almost as if Mr. Magic Fingers were in the room with me.
I smacked my hand over my mouth as if I’d just said that out loud. My life would be hell if anyone found out what happened. Grant wouldn’t want anything to do with me, and my father would ship me halfway around the world to pawn off on some foreign ally. I didn’t doubt he would. Once my older Alpha brothers became old enough, they were immediately sent abroad to handle family business in other countries. It was why I hardly knew my oldest brother Konstantin, and I was just ten when Quillon was sent away.
Hurrying back into the bedroom, I grabbed the phone. It was nearly six o’clock. None of my friends would be awake, but I couldn’t not call Kienna first. I dialed her number and listened to it ring once before it went to voicemail.
“Kienna, it’s me. Call me back at this number. You would not believe what happened! I don’t know what you’ve heard from my parents or seen on the news, but I’m okay. Just a few bumps and bruises. I’m safe at a house just off the coast. I need you to call me. Please. Okay, bye.”
I hit the end button and grimaced. That sounded awful. I was like a kid whining for my mom. I guess I hadn’t realized how desperately I wanted to talk to her. I’d purposely omitted the fact I had fallen into heat. I didn’t want her accidentally saying anything to my parents. If I could hide it from everyone until it passed….
Except Evander knew. And Levi.
I swallowed hard. While I’d masturbated before, no orgasm had ever been that incredible. Evander had taken control, held me hard. I’d never thought I’d love someone being so dominating like that. The way he plunged his fingers into me, how all-consuming his kisses were. I was getting hot again, and my panties soaked up drips of slick.
Mind on something else. Something not sexy.
I needed to call my parents. Yes, that was it. I immediately didn’t feel horny anymore.
Taking in a deep breath, I slowly let it out. Then I dialed my father’s personal cell.
It barely rang once before he answered with a harsh bark. “Yes?”
“Father, it’s Callista. I’m sorry to call so early, but I thought you would want to know right away that I was alright.”
“Didn’t you get to the safe house last night? You should have called immediately.”
I blinked. I was used to his cold tone, but this was far past icy. “I’m sorry.” I apologized again. “I was exhausted. So much happened—”
“Yes, I know. Mr. Wyndham from Carson’s security company kept me informed. He told me you’re at a safe house, and there you’re going to stay for the time being. With the attempt on Carson’s life, I have enough to deal with here.”
My throat tightened. He didn’t care. I didn’t expect any declarations of how happy he was to hear from me, but I’d hoped to hear some relief in his voice. “Whatever you think is best, Father.”
“Carson has already started a campaign to catch the people that did this to him. The incident and his prompt reaction have improved his ratings. He will return to Olympia when he’s released in three days, and I expect you to visit him before he does. Have his security company escort you. Make sure you’re seen by the press when you do.”
“Yes, Father.” My mouth felt foul with those words. It was all about politics. It always was with my father, and I was just one of his many pawns. A heavy weight sat painfully in my gut. Why did it hurt every time this happened? I was a hopeless fool.
“Good. I have other things to attend to right now. Be sure to uphold the Birk family honor.”
He disconnected. No good-bye or take care of yourself. Just an order given and a reminder about the Birk family honor.
I hadn’t even realized I was crying until I felt the tears on my cheeks. Wiping at them, I shook my head. I’d always known this was my life. Why was I acting like maybe my father would care that I could have died?
I needed to run. Long and hard.
Swiftly I picked up the runners from near the door. They were a size too big, but I didn’t care as I put them on and tied the laces. I stepped into the quiet hall. It hurt a bit to walk, but not enough to deter me. Which way to go?
If there were bedrooms in my area, perhaps the other side of the manor had a gym. With how all the guards here were built, there had to be someplace they worked out. I preferred to run outside, but since we were on an island, I highly doubted there was a track, and the trail to the lodge was rocky.
There were a few lights on low so I could see. I crept along, not wanting to disturb anyone. Past the big common room, there was a set of stairs, but I didn’t think a gym would be on the second level. I followed the corridor past a half dozen closed doors until I came to the one at the end of the hall. It had an iron-framed transom window over the doorway and so I could see all the lights were on inside. It likely was not a bedroom. Still very much needing a run, I took the chance and opened the door.
The first things I saw were treadmills and weight machines; various kinds for legs, arms, and torso. The far wall was entirely windows. It was still dark, so I couldn’t see the view, but it was nice to know that if I ran on one of the machines, I would be looking outdoors.
