I know she’s looking out for me. I know she only wants the best for me. Doesn’t mean her words don’t cut like a fucking razor.
I don’t want a pack. I never wanted a pack. Never needed one.
But now, the thought of walking away after giving them a piece of myself feels like I’d be walking away from myself, too. They’re not mine. I’m not theirs. Not really.
So why do I feel like something’s missing every time they leave the room? Like a hole has developed in my heart?
And that hole is alpha shaped.
I’m so fucked.
CHAPTER 14
Desmond
My eyes are irritated. I can’t wait to take these stupid contacts out.
Hudson hasn’t seen me in my glasses yet. Not sure I’m ready for him to, either.
I haven’t bothered updating the frame in close to ten years, I simply get the lenses replaced every time I get a new prescription. The frames are thick and black and plastic. They might actually be older than ten years.
Not my best look, but I generally only wear them before bed or when I first wake up.
All three of us head to our own rooms to shower and change, then, as though there was some plan, I run into both Alex and Mason as I head to Hudson’s room.
I hate that I haven’t seen him since Sunday night.
Well, I saw him this morning, but he was asleep, and I didn’t want to wake him. Each of us left the softest kiss to his cheek,ensuring he carried our scents, before heading out for a sixteen-hour shift.
Our days aren’t always like this, but this case is eating us alive.
Alex is through the omega quarters door first, softly padding across the rug covered hardwood floor.
The door to the bedroom is actually open and Hudson’s warm tonka bean and sweet plum scent has saturated every inch of this space.
My cheeks heat as my dick begins to thicken in my sweats. I feel a little pervy getting a hard-on simply from the omega’s scent.
The room is dimly lit as I follow Alex and Mason through the door.
My heart stutters for a second when I spot the empty, still made bed. Where is he?
Light shines from the open nest door. Is he nesting already? He said he believes he has at least a week before his heat hits, so he might’ve simply needed the comfort of the closed in space and soft, plush fabrics lining every inch of the space.
We hover in the doorway. Alex crouches beside him and checks his forehead. “He’s warm,” he says.
If his temperature is rising, he’s definitely getting closer to his heat. We need to make sure we have everything in place before that time comes. We need to ensure our junior attorneys and staff are able to take over our load so we can take off the week required to not only help the beautiful omega through the heat and fever…
But hopefully impregnate him.
Excitement and nerves zing through me. I’m not the only one; through the bond, I can feel the same rush from my mates.
They must be feeling the same thing as me – we owe this little omega everything.
Yes, we’re paying him, but no one else has ever agreed. Not after dozens of attempts. Whatever happens, he’s already changed our lives.
Alex bends forward and feathers the softest kiss to his forehead.
He’d asked whether we expected him to be celibate between heats. He wanted to make sure he would still receive the attention omegas crave.
