“Is that true?” I breathe. “I thought it could only happen to alphas who lost their omega, Abbott.”
“No. The balance of why alphas need omegas just as badly as its reciprocal energy is delicate,” he says. “Cassidy has been unraveling. Something inside of her has been dragging her to these intimacy businesses, searching for not only the dopamine of being near an omega, but possibly also in search of our omegas.”
“Damn,” I breathe. The idea that her instincts have been pushing her to continue to go to different hug centers is a little wild.
“I never went to the same place twice,” she admits, stepping out of the water so that Ansel can condition and detangle her hair.
I take advantage of the free shower to turn down the fierce temperature to something that won’t flay the skin of my knot, and begin to wash up.
“I always thought it was due to not wanting to become a regular,” she adds. “I hid it because I was embarrassed.”
“I’ve seen you do much worse things,” I growl. “You were trying to fill a need inside of you, something you weren’t sure we’d understand.”
Hair washed, I dump some of Cassidy’s body wash into my hand, uncaring that it smells like lavender. I enjoy smelling like her.
“I’m sorry too,” Abbott says. “I check the tracker periodically, and I’ve seen you go into these places. I figured it was something you needed to get over Nina. It was a mistake not to ask you about it.”
“I didn’t want to talk, I just wanted to hide,” Cassidy whispers. “We all feel so disconnected. I don’t know how to fix it.”
“We do what anyone needs to do when things break,” Ansel murmurs, kissing her shoulder as I finish.
Abbott takes my place, sensing that Ansel isn’t ready for Cassidy to move.
“We have two new omegas that we are scent matched to. It’s not under the normal circumstances, and they’ve got to be more than a little scared,” Ansel says.
“They are,” Cass sighs. “I feel bad enough as it is that I ran upstairs when I got sick. I didn’t want to wake them. They have to have so many questions. I also can’t help but wonder how they ended up in Savannah.”
“All valid concerns,” Abbott rumbles. “So we date the three of you. We’ve always said that Pack Tremaine is a package deal. I’ve always meant that.”
“You’re our heart,” I say, stealing Cassidy away from Ansel to kiss her. My hand fists her hair as I angle her mouth, uncaring about the conditioner still in her hair.
“Shi is right,” Ansel says. “We all fall apart without you.”
Cassidy moans, and I can smell her pussy getting wet.
“I’m not saying no,” I growl against her lips. “You’re not feeling well enough for me to bury my cock inside your tight pussy.”
“Fuck, that isn’t helpful,” Abbott groans, squeezing his cock to relieve the pressure. “Tomorrow is a new day. Be prepared to wake up pinned to a goddamned wall and impaled on someone’s cock as soon as we can.”
“Also a very unhelpful visual,” Ansel complains, stealing Cass to rinse out her hair.
“I should sleep downstairs,” she says. “It’s a new place…”
“We’re all sleeping downstairs,” Abbott decides. “I guess I’ll have to wear clothes to bed.”
“Really?” Cassidy asks.
“Precious, we can’t sleep without you,” I say honestly, speaking for the pack. The couch is big enough that we can figure it out, but I need her legs tangled in mine. “The pollen is finally clearing itself out of my sinuses too. I should probably see if they’re my omegas too, huh?”
“They’re yours because you’re ours,” Abbott says simply.
I know it really is just that simple to him too.
Together, we get out of the shower, dry off, and help Cassidy get dressed because she’s not a hundred percent yet. Roofies can jump off a damn cliff. I hate how hard it’s hitting her.
If Winter and Bellamy are coming off a crazy cocktail of drugs, the next few days are going to mean we’ll all be busy keeping them as comfortable as possible.
Once Abbott, Ansel, and I have brushed our teeth, we’re ready for bed. It doesn’t matter that it’s still early, I’m exhausted. We also have no idea when the withdrawals will start to hit for Winter and Bellamy.
