“Alright, let’s get going,” Ezra said, looking at his phone. “This storm is supposed to pick up again soon and I’d like to be on land when that happens.”
There wasn’t enough room for all of us under the hardtop, but the guys ushered me in and insisted I take a seat. The wind picked up as Ezra drove us back to Starlight Grove’s marina. I grabbed my hair to keep it from blowing in every direction. It was a lost cause, though.
“Are you cold, kitten?” Lars asked, crouching down in front of me. He put his hands on my cheek, and his brow furrowed when he felt how hot I was.
I started shaking my head when a cramp rippled through my core. I whimpered and clutched my stomach.
“What’s wrong?” Lars’s voice was sharp with panic.
I closed my eyes. This was not how I wanted to ask them if they wanted to see me through my heat. I’d planned to cook them dinner tonight and explain everything. This was what I got for pushing it off.
Another horrible cramp rocked through my core, and I bit my lip to stop from crying out. Fuck, I already felt so empty. My skin was crawling and I just wanted to dive into my alphas’ arms.
“Olive.” Lars’s sharp tone forced my eyes open. Easton and Finn were crowded around me now.
“Baby, your scent is really strong,” Easton said slowly. “Are you…”
“You’re in heat,” Lars finished.
I hesitated before nodding my head.
Immediately, I was gathered up in Lars’s arms. His wet, prickly beard rubbed against my skin as he scent-marked me. Easton and Finn quickly did the same, and some of my discomfort settled.
“Oh my god,” Leo said in a hushed voice that was still loud enough for us to hear. “Remember how this happened in season two ofGo Scent Yourself?She had a breakthrough heat after meeting her pack.”
Except, this wasn’t a breakthrough heat, which could sometimes happen when an omega on suppressants spent time with scent-compatible alphas. Those heats were typically short and less intense. My body was barreling full speed ahead to a real heat, one that would last for days and bring out my feral omega instincts.
“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” Lars murmured, his beard brushing against my face. “We’ll be back in your nest soon.”
54
EASTON
I carried a whimperingOlive off the boat. Thankfully, Finn’s car was in the lot from where we’d parked it this morning. I clutched my omega tight to my chest as we piled in and drove the few minutes back to the lighthouse.
“We’re almost there, sunshine,” I murmured. “Almost to your nest, and then we’ll take such good care of you.”
She was soaking wet, but she was a little furnace in my arms.
“Easton,” she whimpered.
“I’m here, baby.”
“Please don’t hate me. I can’t stand it if you leave.”
I held her tighter as Finn slammed on the brakes and threw the car in park outside the lighthouse.
“Never. Never ever, baby,” I said fiercely.
Lars opened the car door for me, and we ran inside.
“Should we shower first?” Finn asked, eyes looking a little wild. “Olive, sweet girl, what do you need?”
She blinked and looked around as if only just now realizing we were in her living room.
“Put me down,” she mumbled.
I wanted to argue, wanted to hold her longer, but she was already pushing out of my hold.
