I can just imagine Calder’s reaction when he finds out. He’ll lose his shit. He already reprimanded me for sleeping with a woman the day we moved to town, and now she’s here. In my office. Despite that, I can’t stop intrusive thoughts about all of the filthy things I’d like to do to her from popping into my head, like how good her ass would look bent over my desk.
“This isn’t good.” I lock my office door to make sure we’re not disturbed. While it’s not my scheduled office hours, a few students have dropped in to introduce themselves. “Do you realize how much trouble we’ll be in if people find out what we did?”
“They won’t.” Victoria’s voice is breathier than it was a few moments ago, reminding me of how her moans vibrated my cockwhen I was buried deep inside her. She clutches onto my desk like she’s about to pass out. I guess the shock is hitting her too. “I won’t tell anyone.”
“What about Faye?” I ask pointedly. “She’s your friend, I take it?”
Her perfume hits me hard.
“Victoria?” My mouth waters at her potent scent. All my worries about my job evaporate as my alpha instincts ramp up. Victoria needs me. “Are you okay?”
She winces. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine.”
Her pale cheeks flush as another heavy plume of perfume fills the room. She staggers, hanging onto my desk like she’s afraid her knees will give way. Without thinking, I reach for her.
“Don’t touch me.” She straightens, pulling out her purse then rifling around in it. “I have heat patches in here somewhere.” She grimaces, fighting through the pain. “I don’t need your help.”
From her scent, I don’t think heat patches are going to help, but she slaps one on her arm anyway.
“I think it may be too late for patches, baby girl.”
“Don’t call me that.” Her scent thickens. “It’s not… appropriate.”
“I think we’re past the point of being appropriate, don’t you? Tell me what I can do to help.”
I’m not letting her leave my office smelling like this when there are young alphas who aren’t in control of their urges roaming around campus. Scenting an omega about to go into heat could easily send them into a rut.
“Is there someone I can call for you?” I press.
“I don’t need anyone.” She shakes her head violently. “I’ll...” she gasps, clutching onto the desk, “deal with it,” her knuckles whiten, “on my own.”
“Look, I know this situation is far from ideal.” I force my tone to be softer. “But you smell like you’re going into heat. I can’t let you walk out of here alone. There’s a wellness center on campus that’s basically a heat clinic, right? Would you like me to take you there?”
Her eyes turn into huge blue saucers. “I can’t be seen!” She shakes her head. “I mean, I can’t go there. No way.”
“Well, what do you want to do, baby girl?” I sigh, folding my arms over my chest. “Because, right now, you’re running out of options.”
Her gaze meets mine as we communicate silently. There’s obviously another option that neither of us wants to say aloud. She’s a student. Totally off-limits. I can’t touch her. No matter how much I may want to, right?
“How about I take you home?” I suggest, ignoring my boner straining against my pants. “Where are you staying?”
“Omega Village.”
Shit, there’s no way I can be seen dropping a student off there without raising questions.
“You can’t take me there.” She’s clearly having the same thoughts. “I’ll figure something out.”
“I may be an SVU professor, but I’m still an alpha.” I straighten my spine, taking a step closer to her. “I’m not going anywhere until I know you’re safe.”
“Since when do you believe in designation stereotypes?” Even in pain, she’s snarky.
“While I don’t believe in toxic alphalinity, I sure as hell won’t leave an omega alone while in heat.”
I’m already mentally concocting a plan. There’s an area in the greenhouse reserved for faculty that houses some of the rarest plants. It’s one of the reasons why I took the job in the first place.
“There is another option. I could take you to my apartment in Forestville?” I offer. “I have a pack. They can help you.”
