And he does just that—filling me up and knotting us together. I moan and fully relax, lying my head on my arms. “Thank you, Alpha.”
Abel grips Kev’s hips one more time, and with a few more thrusts and grunts, he’s coming in Kev, making sure to leave his knot free, not wanting to hurt Kev.
Through the heavy panting, and all of us coming down from that wild ride, Abel sighs. “We needed that…”
“Yeah, we did,” Kev agrees, and his knot slowly deflates, allowing him to pull free. When his phone vibrates with incoming texts, he picks it up, and I watch his face pale. “Fuck.”
CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
KEV
I can’t stop rereading the text.
My body’s fighting every second of this. My ears ring, and my vision starts to tunnel. My heart feels seconds away from ripping through my chest, right here in front of the two people I love the most.
But what are my eyes glued to?
My phone screen—while I stand here completely bare, dick still wet.
But I can’t stop myself, I read the texts again.
Ryan
They’ve infiltrated the building
It’s worse than we could’ve imagined
There are at least twenty battered omegas
We’re going to need Heat Wave’s help
That could’ve been August.
Our omega.
“Kev, Baby, I’m going to need you to breathe for me.” Abel is right in front of me, taking my phone from me, but my hands stay frozen where they are, just empty now.
I murmur to myself, “That could’ve been him.”
Abel’s hands find my face, and he lifts my chin to try to get me out of the spiral I’m quickly heading down. “It wasn’t, though. We made it to him before anything bad could happen.” My vision continues tunneling. “Breathe in with me.” Abel starts to suck a breath in, and I follow suit as he counts out loud for us. He murmurs soft words, but all I can focus on are his lips moving. My body isn’t registering what he’s saying because my ears are still ringing.
Then August steps up to the side of us. “Kev, I’m right here. Both of you saved me almost a year ago now.” I can feel the panic from Abel and August through the bond, and I know it’s their worry of another panic attack from me, but the doom that’s filling my body is almost too much to bear.
Rationally, I know August is right here in front of us, being loved so dearly by Abel and me, but what if I had talked Abel out of going to the warehouse that night…
That’s the thought that always creeps into my mind, no matter how good things are going. And Abel has never once said those words to August, when I know he easily could have.
No matter how happy I know we make August now.
How perfect we are as a pack.
I was iffy on going to what we thought was a date. What if Abel agreed and we stayed home that night?
Abel’s still in my face, trying to get me to follow his breathing. “Okay, Kev, okay, Baby, breathe, please.” I feel August’s arms wrap around my waist from behind me, and my purr kicks up. Even as I battle these thoughts, his presence soothes me. “We don’t have to go over there if it’s going to be too triggering for you,” Abel reassures me.
After a couple of seconds that feel like a lifetime, August whispers, “I know there are omegas that need our help.”
