I never wanted my heat before. I came to terms with it, knowing I’d be with Alexi and Piper, but it wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to feel this hopeless and confused.
“Goddammit!” I yell, taking a picture of me from high school and throwing it against the wall. The glass shatters, and I hear Piper banging harder against the wall.
“Owen, let me in, please.”
I sit on the floor of my destroyed room, but it feels small and suffocating. Maybe that’s what I deserve. I take a deep breath, and that’s when the pain starts to radiate through me. It’s worse than any hit I’ve ever taken on the ice. My abdomen clenches, and my stomach revolts.
Hopeless, useless Omega.
Everything I hated about my designation is all I can think of. Why I’ve suppressed it for so long, why I never wanted to feel like this. There’s nothing I can do for myself. I’m completely hopeless without my Alphas.
How fucking pathetic.
Why would they want me? They were already fighting. There’s no way for this pack to work. Everything feels hopeless: my career, this pack, my fucking traitor of a body.
I just want it to stop.
There's muffled noises behind the door when suddenly the door is off its hinges. A red faced Piper with tear stains down her cheeks and a furious Alexi who just used his shoulder to knock the door down. He looks around the room in disgust, and I crawl away.
“Fuck. Owen,so´lnyshka,it’s going to be okay.”
I shake my head and wrap my arms around myself. Alexi approaches me like I’m a caged animal. “It’s probably for the best that you destroyed this room. I have a better one for you anyway.” He picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder and starts climbing the stairs.
A very quiet Piper follows us.
The pain has me grabbing on tightly to Alexi, and he soothes a hand down my back.
“We’ve got you. It’s going to be okay. I’m going to take care of everything.”
CHAPTER27
Should I have sent her application for her residency for the Omega Wellness Clinic? Maybe not. But I was just trying to help push her in the right direction. I’ve bit my tongue, watched her do this research and the way she lights up when she talks about Omega healthcare.
I knew it was due tonight by midnight. I also knew she would probably get in her own head about it and just not send it.
So I helped give her the push she needed. I didn’t expect the blowup after or the words that came out of either of our mouths.
I was harsh, I know I was harsh, but I wasn’t wrong. Sometimes I feel like I’m disposable to Piper, and I just want some indication that this is more than sex for her.
God, when did I become such a sensitive little bitch?
I’m halfway toward the bar when I turn the car around. This isn’t who I want to be, the guy who leaves in the middle of an argument. That’s not how shit gets resolved. I groan, knowing I’m going to have to make things right when I get home. Drinking whiskey or sulking at a bar isn’t going to make this shit right.
I open the front door, fully expecting the cold shoulder or more anger from Piper. But all I hear is banging and Piper's pleas.
“Owen, please open the door. Let me take care of you.” She's using her shoulder to try and bust down the door. In a few quick strides, I’m in front of her. Her face is red from crying, and as much as I want to dive into that, our Omega tearing his room to pieces is the priority.
“What the fuck happened?” I ask her. She blanches and shakes her head.
“I was upset, and he comforted me. We kissed, and his heat started.”
“Fuck.”
“He won’t open the door,” she says softly, and there’s another loud bang.
“Back up,” I growl, hoping that he listens before I take a step back and use my shoulder to fling the door down. It nearly falls off the hinges, and the chaos in front of me breaks my heart. He’s completely destroyed his room and sits in the middle of the floor grimacing in pain.
“Fuck. Owen,so´lnyshka,it’s going to be okay,” I plead with him, and he seems disoriented and just confused. I’m cautious with how I approach him. His scent is thick and calling to me like a beacon. All I want to do is make this alright. If I hadn’t gotten angry with Piper, sent in the form, maybe none of this would happen. “It’s probably for the best that you destroyed this room. I have a better one for you anyway,” I tell him in a soft voice.
