“I’m so sorry, Owen,” Max says, Owen ignores him completely, so I do the same.
“I’ll find you as soon as I can. It’s going to be okay.” Owen squeezes his eyes shut and nods his head. He’s too fucking strong for his own good. I would kill his brother, but when I look over at the pain in his eyes, I refrain.
“I didn’t want to hit him,” he says. He doesn’t give him up to the medic by disclosing his designation. I’m not sure what Owen's issue is with his brother, but it doesn’t seem like the feeling is mutual.
Owen is taken off the ice on a gurney, and that’s never a good sign. I look up at the clock. We still have ten minutes left in this period and a whole other period left, I have no clue how the hell I’m supposed to play when I know he needs me.
Johannson steps into the goal with Owen gone, and we lose three to one.
CHAPTER20
I’m headed to the E.R for a consultation. They have a patient who was in a motorcycle accident and they aren’t sure if he damaged his spinal cord. Dr. Mayfield is in surgery, so I’m taking a look and reporting back. While I walk through the halls, I wonder if I could work in this department full time instead of surgery. No, I don’t think emergency medicine is what I could do full time.
My head feels like a complete mess.
I’ve mostly come to terms with quitting surgery. My dad knows, and I’m not under his thumb. But there is still this lingering sting of failure and fear of the future. Not just when it comes to work, I know that if I keep getting in my own way, I just might ruin everything with Alexi and Owen, and I don’t want to do that. I’m not sure why I can’t get out of my own way.
“Oh, hey Piper. What has you down in the E.R?” Dr. Khan asks me.
“Consult, how have you been?” Lindsay and I both finished medical school at the same time, she seems a hell of a lot happier than I am right now.
“Good, minus having to take a splinter out of this girl's ass. When are people going to learn that public sex just isn’t worth it?”
I laugh and shrug my shoulders. I think I would risk a splinter in the ass to have sex with Alexi again, but he’s basically wearing a chastity belt when it comes to me until I can admit it’s more than physical. Damn that sexy Alpha.
Especially because I could hear everything he and Owen did that night, and all it did was leave me longing and wanting. While at the same time feeling like I don’t deserve either one of them.
A code is called and Lindsay gives me a curt nod as she heads to the next room. I’m a little turned around in the E.R. I think I’m supposed to be going to room 19. I pull the chart and begin to read it.
Heart palpitations, shortness of breath, collapsed during work, bruise to the cheek. It looks like Dr. Piebes is flushing his system believing it is some sort of overdose or drug misuse. He was admitted a few hours ago, and no blood has been drawn yet. I don’t see anything neurological, and I’m about to put the chart away until I see the name.
Owen Connery.
My feet take me into his room faster than my mind can compute. I slide the glass door, and when I do, it’s like I’m completely assaulted by his scent. His scent is clearly not one of a Beta. That scent of strawberries and lemons I smelled in his apartment, it wasn’t the candles he had lit.It was him.
This tug that I’ve felt since I met Owen, it’s clear as day now. I look at him, and his eyes meet mine, his blue eyes wide and his pupils dilating.
Owen Connery is an Omega, and he is my scent match.
My heart is racing in my chest, and I just stand there and stare at him. Every fiber of my being is pushing me to comfort him and make him feel better. But as I approach his bed, he shakes his head.
He swallows thickly. He’s hooked up to fluids to help flush his system as well and a monitor to check his heart rate.
“Please leave, Piper,” he says softly, and it’s like my heart cracks in my chest.
I approach him anyway, his scent thicker, and I can’t help the way I push mine out. Like I need him to realize we’re scent matches, for him to accept me.
“Owen, you’re my—”
“Please leave,” he interrupts.
“What?”
“Leave.”
“I’m not leaving you. What happened?”
He looks away from me, and I can tell he’s trying his best to not scent me.
