“Clearly,” I deadpan, thinking about the blood drying against my lower back. The wound has already healed, but the residual mess is proving to be uncomfortable.
A shower will be needed upon my return.
I wonder if Serapina has finished bathing,I think, picturing her delectable form in my shower. Wet. Naked.Writhing.
It’s an enchanting image, one that has my knot pulsing with intent.
Alas, I can’t play with my Omega here. It’s not protected enough. One orgasm will alert all of Mythos Fae Alpha kind, and they’ll ravage this world with a vengeance.
Not to mention the fact that said Omega probably doesn’t want to play with me. Only Maliki.
Hmm.
My fantasy shifts to visions of him licking her sweet little pussy, the mewls she made when she came, the way his lips glistened with her slick.
Fuck, I need to see that again.
And soon.
Once our Omega is safe. Once I have her consent. Once I make her mine… again.
If she’ll have me.
Clearing my throat, I shove that errant thought from my mind and focus on my brother. “Tell Reaper he owes me a suit.” Then I grab a pizza box from the top. “And please give Alina my apologies. However, I meant what I said, Orcus. You need to teach her Alpha etiquette.”
Our kind is possessive. Mentioning another male’s knot—especially in front of an Alpha mate—is a good way to inspire a brawl.
“Also, if Mykonos is breached, we’ll need to separate,” I add, not giving him a chance to comment. “I don’t want to know where you’ll take Thea and Alina, just in case.” Nor would I be sharing where I intended to take Serapina.
It’s the best way to ensure the safety of our Omegas.
While Alina may be claimed and therefore won’t emit any mating calls whilst in heat, the Alphas of our world have gone feral over the last few millennia. They’ll stop at nothing totake.
Which puts Alina at risk by being in close proximity to an unmarked Omega on the vestiges of an estrus.
Orcus nods, telling me he understands.
He’ll put his mate-circle first, as he should.
I’ll do the same for Serapina.
And Maliki, I think, considering my best friend.Yes, Maliki, too.
Because it seems clear my mate cares about him. That makes him even more important to me than he already was.
“Thanks for dinner,” I conclude, about to disappear.
“Be kind, Hades,” Orcus says softly. “And remember our roots.”
I stare at my brother. “I told you I’m not in the mood for a lecture.”
“Neither was I, yet you chose to tell metwicethat I need to teach my Omega. So I’m giving you advice on how to treat yours. She doesn’t know you. And once upon a time, neither did Persephone. Try to remember that when handling your intended.” With that profound statement, he vanishes.
As does the box of pizza I was just holding.
I frown, irritated by both his words and his actions.
Apparently, I’ll need to manifest a pizza in the kitchen like a normal Alpha.
