I awoke with a start, surging forward and slamming my head into the back of a car seat. Terror reared up again. The betas had somehow defeated the alphas, and they’d stolen me! I started to scream, and the doors of the vehicle opened, letting in the clean air.
“Shh,” the same soothing voice said behind me as warm bark and rum filled my lungs. I spun in my seat and came faceto face with an alpha outside of the truck. They’d all vacated, letting me have space. I met his eyes, then his purr met my ears.
He reached for me slowly, offering me his hand. I was shaking so harshly that I couldn’t move. Tears clouded my vision as he remained where he was, letting me decide if I wanted to go to him. If I was willing to trust him.
“You’re safe,” he said. “No one will hurt you. I won’t let that happen.”
Safe. That’s all I wanted. I closed my eyes, trying to let my biology tell me if I was okay. Their scents—were they sharp? Yes. They were angry. But they were tinged with concern. They weren’t trying to hurt me.
I fell forward toward him, and the alpha scooped me up again, rocking me against his chest as he purred. I was still trembling, still crying and whining and falling apart, but he held me.
“Come here,” he said, and I tried to get closer. As two more alphas surrounded me, pressing their chests to me, their strong pheromones invaded my lungs and head. Purring, they pet me in reassurance, and I realized he hadn’t been talking to me at all. He was talking to the men with them.
Completely surrounded by their purrs and the safety they offered, I tried to convince myself to settle. That I was safe. That those betas were no more.
I was going to lock myself in my apartment and never leave for anything. I would die there. Either from my heat pains or starvation. I was never coming out. The world was hell.
“Shh,” an alpha said, though not the same one. “We won’t let anything happen to you. You’re okay now. We took care of the nasty betas.”
“You don’t have betas,” I said.
They chuckled, all three of them. The sound made me release a breath.
“No,” the one holding me said, “but not because we hate betas. We just never found any we wanted.”
“You don’t smell like omega,” I said next.
They crowded in tighter, all three of their foreheads resting on my head, surrounding me with their hot breaths and loud purrs.
“No,” the same one said. “We don’t have an omega, either.”
“You saved me,” I whispered.
“They’re lucky we didn’t kill them outright. And everyone in there for letting it happen,” the alpha behind me growled.
“Did-did they get away?” I whimpered.
“Shh,” the alpha holding me said. “You’re safe. They’re gone.”
“Police have them,” another said.
“What do you take from this scene?” Dasan asks.
“Protective. Comfort. Purring?”
Dasan chuckles. “Yes. Good. What else?”
“There’s a strange amount of smelling each other.”
He laughs outright now. “Scents are a big thing in omegaverse.”
“Oh.” Weird. But whatever. I attach my mouth to his cock again and suck away, staring into his eyes so he’ll get the note to continue. It’s a while later in the short story when I’m somewhat riveted again.
I took a breath and nodded. “I need your knot,” I whispered. “Make me forget, alpha.”
Rush pressed his lips to the spot right under my ear, then he pulled away from me. I glanced behind me in time to see him nod Kendric forward. I swallowed as the alpha settled, picking my ass up and placing it in his lap, though he didn’t change my position on Ezra except to get under me.
His hands rounded to my thighs as he started to touch me gently, his lips softly kissing my shoulders.
