I wet my lips. “They’re…coming.”
My voice is faltering, the slurring worse.
She smirks. “Maybe. But not without a little pain first. I wonder how long it’ll take them to pick up your scent? Especially given the littleextraI stashed away.”
She disappears, returning a few seconds later with a heavy can in her hands. She jiggles it at me, and I struggle to make out the text.
“Good old de-scenter,” she coos. “Quite efficient, I hear. I have the spray version too. Guess we’ll find out.”
The liquid soaks me, cold and oily. I try to reach out, but the savage urgency in my core flares with a burning pulse, and I curl up again, my hands grabbing at my abdomen as if I can stop the tidal wave of my heat.
Alicia’s feet move away from me. “I’d say good luck, but… well. I hear some omegas die without an alpha in their first heat. Guess we’ll see what you’re made of,Sienna Michaels.”
The door hinges squeal, rust flaking off to land in little red flakes around me as she pulls it shut.
I hear the clanking as she secures the chains.
After I’ve caught my breath, I manage to make it to the door, my fingers scrabbling, tugging uselessly at the handle.
“Jax,” I rasp. “Tristan.”
My throat burns with the fire of the heat taking over my body. But I try, calling for them until the fire douses my voice.
There’s nothing. No sound. No footsteps.
And then I don’t hear anything else. Not for a long time.
49
LOGAN
The burning sensation only intensifies the closer we get to the house.
“This must be her heat,” I rasp. “It makes sense.”
Jax turns from his position in the front, Tristan not responding except to press on the accelerator even more. I’m pretty sure we’re breaking every traffic law in Navarre, but I don’t give a fuck.
We’re coming, baby.
“We left her,” Jax growls. “Left her alone to sit through that fucking circus.”
“We had to,” Gray points out. “If we hadn’t, they would have just come to the house to take her.”
Jax scoffs. “I’d like to see them fucking try.”
“Enough,” Tristan slashes his hand through the air. “We’re getting close. If she’s in heat, hopefully she managed to take the medication. If not, then we need to prepare for what we might find.”
An image bursts into my mind. Sienna, in heat, eyes dark as she beckons me forward. Presenting for me. For my knot.
Shiiiiit.
My cock hardens instantly in my suit pants. Gray stiffens next to me, his eyes sliding down as he swallows.
Fuck, I can’t wait to see them together.
But that’s not the plan for this heat. I understand, as much as I fucking hate that she’s chosen to drug herself rather than rely on us.
Because we’re not trustworthy enough to see her through. The shame coils in my stomach, the warmth of a moment ago evaporating.
