Nodding, she takes a shuddering breath as she pulls herself together.
“We’ll take care of her. It’s fine, we just weren’t expecting it.”
“Is that why she’s taking days off?” Lexi asks.
Goddamn it, I almost let Izzy’s secret slip.
“Yes,” I grunt. “I think she caught it before she could tell us. I’ll see you later, yeah?”
Using my key, I let myself in, ignoring her gaze bearing into my back as I disappear. Omegas are smart, and they know the signs of others going into heat.
I don’t know what Izzy is going to do, but he’ll need to tell Sloane and Aiden his secret soon. I saw one of them in the window this morning of Lexi’s house when I left, and I know they’re probably her scent matches too.
There are too many secrets for my liking, but it’s not my business. At least, not right now.
“Harlan, Kyren!” I call out, locking the door and pulling my jacket and boots off.
“Hey. What’s up?” Kyren says, walking out of the living room.
“We have two omegas in heat,” I sigh.
Kyren blinks at me for a second, trying to process the information before turning to find Harlan. He’s not far from him, and heard what I said.
“Okay,” Harlan says, taking a deep breath before reeling. “Oh. Fuck. How? She didn’t smell like this before. I swear it.”
“I know,” I say, taking a breath as well to scent the air. Silva’s scent smells richer and sweeter, and my cock responds immediately. “It surprised her too. We’re going to play it by ear according to her. I was talking to her on the phone when it hit her like a freight train. Izzy and her were fucking on a video call with me.”
“While you were driving…Ya know what? It’s none of my business,” Kyren says, shaking his head. “Is there a fridge in her nest?”
“No, but there’s a mini one in her bedroom,” I confirm.
“I’ve been making ice,” Kyren says. “There’s fruit frozen inside so I can tempt them into eating.”
“That’s smart,” I say appraisingly.
“Lots of years of very rough heats,” Harlan says. “Two omegas at the same time? Of course the world would gift us this beautiful opportunity to figure out.”
Chuckling under my breath, I begin climbing the stairs to Silva before I force myself to stop.
“Her hard limit is alpha bites. Everything else, we’ll?—”
“We got it,” Harlan promises. “I’ll go get water bottles. Kyren, go pull out the clean sheets and towels from the dryer, please.”
Huh. They’ve been busy. Feeling like we may have a chance at making this work, I hurry to Silva’s room. I can hear the water running, and I move to the door and push it open.
“Spitfire?” I ask.
“Will you come in here with us?” Izzy asks.
I’m already pulling off my clothes and get into the shower stall with them, analyzing what’s going on. Silva has wet eyes that have nothing to do with the shower, and I pull her into my arms.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I feel like I’m being a problem.”
“Never,” I soothe, kissing her forehead. “We’re just going to have sex for three days straight and look at it as a bonding experience. Pack by fire, anyone?”
Izzy chuckles while Silva rolls her eyes with a smile.
“Okay,” she says with a yawn.
