Page 51 of His Stolen Omega

“My instincts don’t like it when you’re distressed.”

“That’s…dangerous.”

“Do you know what it’s like between an alpha and their omega?” Levi asked.

“I’ve read up on it. Have friends who are mated. My brother—” He slammed his mouth shut, catching himself just before bringing Sky into things.

“I already know all about Kian’s Possessio,” Levi said, using the term for a Dominus’ partner.

“If you touch Sky—”

“The only omega I’m interested in is you.” The shutter dropped over his eyes so fast, Elm practically got whiplash. “The only omega I’ve ever shown an interest for is you.”

“I’d like to go back to the cell now.” The soothing pheromones coming from the alpha had shifted, not into anything dangerous or suggestive, but the change was impossible to miss, and Elm didn’t like how he couldn’t place it.

“Not yet.” Levi’s hand covered his eyes. “Rest. You’ve had a busy day.”

“I don’t—” The soothing pheromones came back with a vengeance, and before Elm realized it, he was slipping into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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“I can have them brought to the Wardrobe,” Oberon said through the earbud attachment in Levi’s left ear. “I’ll need a week or two.”

“Fine.” The omega stirred against his chest, and Levi tightened his arms around him, letting out a soothing purr that had the younger man settling again.

“Where are you?” Oberon must have heard the water splashing.

After a while on the couch, Levi had relocated him and the omega to the bathroom. They were in the clawfoot tub, lounging with the omega resting against him and between his legs. Levi had made a couple of calls already, with Oberon being his last before he called it a night.

“Bathing.”

“…Alone?”

“No.” Levi ran his fingers through the omega’s dark hair, brushing strands off his face so he could see him better.

“There’s something you’re keeping from me, isn’t there?” Oberon asked.

“Yes.”

“Planning on telling me any time soon?”

“Perhaps.” He might need to speak to Fenrir after all, which wouldn’t be possible without reading Oberon in to the situation.

“Does whatever it is have something to do with why you’re asking me to round up dominant omegas?”

“Goodbye, Purse.” Levi ended the call before Oberon could say anything more, setting the earbud on a small shelf within reach. It barely caused any movement at all, but it was apparently enough to wake the sleeping omega.

The man jerked in Levi’s hold, and he hushed him, holding him close. “Relax. You’re fine.”

“What the hell are you doing?” Despite the accusative note in his tone, the omega didn’t raise his voice. He turned his head about, taking in the master bathroom before noting that he was naked.

They both were.

“Your temperature started to fluctuate,” Levi explained. “This was the best way to steady you.”

“And the reason you also have to be in here with me?”

He could easily give the omega pheromones without, that was true. “I want to be.”