We are worthy, p.10
We Are Worthy, page 10
And Dom. My poor Dom. I see the way he watches everyone with a scowl. I know the fat shaming jokes the students make hurt him. It makes me want to hug him and tell him everything is alright. When he’s not looking, I can’t help but look at him like a sad puppy, knowing how much this pains him. I’ve heard other Omegas whisper, wondering how I could want to be with Dom, because according to them, someone who isn’t all muscles is unattractive. I shut that shit down fast and told them that I think Dom is sexy as hell, and who doesn’t love a little extra to cuddle with? Not that we’ve done any cuddling... yet. I’m still working on him. Besides a few short conversations with me, he hasn’t tried to get to know me like the others have, but at least he’s not giving me death glares like he wishes I’d go away anymore. The day on the beach was the one and only time he’s given me any physical interaction. I miss his touch; I crave it.
I think all those Omegas are blind because Dom, as well as all the rest of them, are sexy as hell in my eyes. I love the variety of body shapes I get to explore and love on when we decide to finally take the next step. I’m big on seeing what's on the inside and not fixating on outer appearance. Although, like I said, I think they're all gorgeous. It’s been hard to keep from showing them just how good-looking I find them with all the perfuming I’ve been doing. But I think they like it, even if they have hard-ons every time I do.
They’ve all been pretty good about not pointing out that I’m always turned on. They know I’m going to start my heat any day now, and there's not much I can do. And there's only so much that my scent blocking panties can do.
Groaning, I sit up, my hands flying to my head. Why do I feel like I’m hungover without getting to enjoy the drinking part beforehand?
Dragging myself out of bed, I go to the bathroom and grab some painkillers from the medicine cabinet, filling a glass with tap water before downing the pills.
“Sweet lord,” I mutter, taking a look at myself in the mirror. I look like I haven’t slept in weeks, and my body feels like I went a few rounds with a MMA fighter.
Turning away from the stranger in the mirror, I strip out of my PJs and turn on the shower. The hot water seems to help, but not much. After only being able to manage a quick shower, I get out, dry off, and throw on some sweatpants. I also toss on one of Knox’s t-shirts and hoodies that he’s left behind.
Bringing the collar up to my nose, I inhale the mango scent, making me feel a little better.
There's a knock on my door, and my mood perks up a little, knowing it’s Knox.
With a little more energy, I go to the door and pull it open.
“Hi there, Kitten,” he says, holding out a coffee and a little brown bag.
“Hold please,” I say, taking them from him and placing them on the counter inside my apartment before grabbing him by the dress shirt of his uniform and pulling him inside my place. I throw him against the wall, and he lets out a grunt.
“Is my Kitten feeling a little feisty today?” He chuckles, but it turns into a groan as I smash my lips to his. We kiss deep and slow for a few moments before I pull back panting, wrapping my arms around his body, burying my nose into his chest.
His large arms envelop me, holding me tight to his body. Inhaling his scent, I sag into his chest, letting out a contented sigh. “Better.”
“Tia, baby, are you okay?” he mumbles into my hair, kissing the top of my head.
“I just missed you, need you.” I hold him tighter. “You're not allowed to be without me again. You're mine now. My mate. Mine. Never leave me.” I feel bad about how moody I’ve been the past few days. One moment I’ll be laughing, the next I’ll snap at one of them for looking at me funny. They’ve been good about it, making sure not to say anything because they know it’s not me, just the crazy pre-heat hormones. But because Knox is with me pretty much all day, he gets the brunt of my mood swings.
He chuckles, and my lower belly heats, my perfume hitting us like a freight train. “Are you spiking?” he asks, pulling me away from his body so he can look me over. I whine, not wanting to move.
“I don’t know.” I shrug.
“How do you feel?” he asks, his face full of concern.
“Like I’ve been run over by a bus,” I deadpan.
His brows pinch as he brings his hand up and places it on my forehead. “You're a little warm, but nothing too bad.” His eyes flick around my face and down my body before coming back to my eyes. “Maybe you should stay home today.”
“Nooo,” I whine, pouting like a child. “We're making cupcakes in cooking class, and you know how much I love those. Please don’t make me stay home,” I beg, giving him puppy dog eyes. I’ve been eating like crazy too, my body knowing I’m going to need all the nutrition I can get with all the physical activities I’ll be doing soon. The guys will have to make sure I’m being taken care of while I’m in heat because I’ll be too sex crazed to think about anything other than cocks, cum, and knots. The joys of heats and being in a frenzy.
“Fine,” he sighs. “But I’m gonna be on you like flies on shit today. Just in case.”
“Oh, look at you, a regular romantic with that line. Come on, mate, keep speaking your pretty words,” I snort.
He raises a brow, a smile twitching at his lips. “I love you, my odd Little Omega.”
“Damn right you do.” I smile, jutting out my chin. “And I love you.”
Knox growls, pulling me back into his arms and kissing me hard until I’m boneless in his arms, whimpering against his lips. “I will never get tired of hearing you say that,” he murmurs against my lips before pulling down the hoodie and licking his bonding mark on my shoulder, making me moan.
He kisses me again, hard before I have to push him back a little. “Knox, I’m three seconds away from pulling you into my room and making you do dirty things to me,” I breathe against his tempting lips.
“Fuck,” he groans. “Come on, Kitten, let's get you to school.”
I pout as I grab my bag, slip on some flip-flops, and follow after him. I was hoping he would agree to my idea.
Oh well, maybe my day will be a little better now that I have Knox with me.
MY DAY, IN FACT, HAS not gotten better. If anything, it’s been going rapidly downhill. Everything and everyone has been annoying me. I’ve snapped at a few of my teachers, and when someone commented on seeing Finn in bright orange suspenders, saying how stupid he looked, I almost punched her in the face.
Now, I’m sitting in Art class, wishing I’d stayed home. The guys weren’t at lunch which put me in an even pissier mood because all I wanted was to be surrounded by my Alphas. I feel bad for being a miserable bitch towards Knox, but he’s been so good about everything. It makes me love him even more.
“Miss Lockheart. Are you alright?” the teacher asks.
My head is resting on the cool desk, my belly is in knots, and I think I’m burning up. I wanna cry because the pain is getting worse by the minute. Why does my skin feel so itchy? It’s like I’m burning from the inside out, and I want to just claw it all off.
She tries to talk to me again, but I can’t concentrate on her over the blood pounding in my ears. The other Omegas whisper and gasp, the word ‘heat’ being passed around. I hear their chairs scraping against the floor as they move away from me. Probably not wanting to get another Omega’s perfume on them for their Alphas to smell.
“Tia, Kitten.” Knox’s voice breaks through the buzz. “Baby, you're burning up. We need to get you to your Alphas.”
“It hurts,” I whimper, clutching my belly, the pain becoming so unbearable that I let out a cry.
“Fuck,” Knox curses. “Come on, baby, I’ve got you.” Knox pulls my desk away from me, making me hunch over in a ball. I start to cry as he picks me up. Squeezing my eyes shut, willing the pain to go away, I clutch onto Knox like he’s my saving grace.
“Tristan,” Knox says. Prying my eyes open, I see Knox with his cell phone against his ear. I want to reach up to brush away the worried look on his face and tell him everything is okay. I don’t like seeing him upset, but I can’t move. Everything hurts. “Are you at your new place?... Good, I’m bringing Tia to you... Yes, she's in heat.”
Am I? I thought being in heat was supposed to be this mind-blowing experience. The only thing I’m experiencing is severe pain.
“I don’t give a fuck, make a choice and be ready. Tell the others because you're her Alphas, and at least one of you needs to help her through this. There's only so much I can do. I don’t have a knot, and she's going to need one.”
I can hear Tristan’s frantic voice on the other end, and I whimper at my Alpha's voice. “Put me on speaker,” I manage to pant out as Knox runs with me down some stairs.
Cracking my eyes open, I see Knox approaching the golf cart. He climbs into it while also shifting me to his lap, not letting me go.
“You're on,” Knox says as he puts his phone in the holder and starts the cart up.
“Tia, love, are you there?” Tristan’s voice causes another wave of pain to crash into me. I need him, his touch. I need all of their touches.
“Alpha,” I sob in response.
“Fuck. Shhh, Little Omega. You're going to be okay. You will be here soon, and I’ll make the pain go away.”
“Please,” I cry out again. “It hurts so bad.”
“Shhh, Baby, you're doing so good,” Knox says, rubbing my back in an attempt to soothe me.
“Breathe, Omega. Breathe through the pain,” Tristan coaches.
“She’s not giving birth for fuck’s sake,” Knox growls.
“Well, sorry! This is all new to me,” Tristan snaps back.
“Stop,” I cry. “No fighting.” I hate hearing them upset because of me.
“Sorry, Kitten,” Knox says, kissing the top of my head. “We’re almost there, Tristan, be ready,” he tells him before shutting off the phone.
This is it. My first heat. I really hope it gets better than this, because right now, all I feel is fear and pain.
DOMINIC
SHE’S ALWAYS ON MY mind. She’s the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about when I go to sleep.
It’s becoming harder and harder to pretend I don’t want her. Because I do. I want to hold her, touch her, kiss her, taste her. Hell, I wanna fucking consume her. I want to pin her down and fuck her until she’s creaming on my cock with her slick while crying out my name. I wanna tell her how good of a girl she is while she takes my knot.
But instead, I’ve been keeping her at arm’s length. I haven’t been rude, the idea of making her sad kills me. I really fucking hate how fucked up my past has made me. The mean words from others, being passed up on so many occasions by Omegas, making me feel like I’ll never be good enough. My parents are Alphas, we're a top ranking family in our society, but they never miss the chance to tell me how I’m wasting my life with this pack.
With all of that bullshit in my life, it’s hard to believe that this gorgeous, red-headed, feisty Omega wants me. Although, I can’t deny the looks she gives me. Like I’m a juicy steak she wants to take a bite out of. Is she blind? Because I can’t understand why she would look at me like that.
The others, sure. Finn is shy in an adorable way. Sawyer is cute and funny, while Tristan is good-looking and attentive. But me? Not so much. At least, that’s what Omegas and other Alphas love to remind me of.
“Oh, thank god you're home,” Tristan says, bursting through the door of our new pack house. We moved in here the other day, knowing Tia was going to be going into heat soon and would need to be in a pack house for her safety.
Her nest is almost ready. The plan was that she’d come over tonight and tomorrow, we would take her shopping to pick out everything she needs for her to feel comfortable and ready.
I have a blanket that’s been with me since I was a young child. It’s blue and soft, and I think it would be perfect for a nest. I just hope she likes it and doesn’t think I’m stupid for offering it to her. God, maybe it is stupid. She won't want some old blanket. Maybe I’ll just keep it to myself.
“What’s going on?” Finn asks, setting his book down on the coffee table.
“Knox called, Tia started her heat.”
“What?” Sawyer shouts, stepping out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and a worried look on his face.
“What are we going to do?” Finn asks. We’ve been talking a lot about what would happen, but our pack leader Tristan never made the final decision.
“I’m going to help her with her heat this time with Knox,” Tristan says with a look that means no arguments.
“Are you crazy?” I growl. “You can’t handle her heat by yourself! You’ve never even had sex before.”
“And neither have any of you. Look, do I want to lose my virginity like this? Not really in the heat of the moment... no, but I can’t imagine another woman to have this moment with. She’s our Omega, and she needs an Alpha. I’m pack leader, and it’s my job to make the hard decisions. I know how much it means to you guys to have finally found our Omega. This moment should be special for you all. I want you guys to have the time with Tia to show her how much she means to you, to enjoy things and take it slow. I’ll have that with her after her heat. But you guys are sitting this one out. Then you can be with her like this when the time is right and before her next heat.”
“So we just sit here and wait?” Finn asks, scratching the back of his head. “I don’t want to just be useless.”
“You guys can get us food, water, anything she might need outside the nest.”
“Are you sure?” Sawyer asks.
“No. But this is what we're going to do. I won’t be alone, I’ll have Knox.”
Thank god for Knox. Lucky bastard got to mate her before anyone else. But he deserves it. He’s a good guy, and it’s a pretty big honor for a Beta to not only get marked by an Omega but to be able to give them their mark as well.
Well, looks like we're in for one hell of a few days. “I’ll make some calls,” I grumble. “Let the school know we won't be in for classes.”
“You guys can go. You don’t have to wait around here,” Tristan says.
I scoff. “What kind of Alphas would we be if we just leave while our Omega is in heat? We might not be able to help her out this time, much to my disagreement, but we're not going to abandon you.”
The Alpha in me wants to be there for her, care for her, please her, and I really want to rip Tristan’s head off for denying us that. But he does have a point. I want to get to know her better before taking such a big step with her. That is, if she’s even attracted to me enough to want to have sex with me. Maybe, we can do it in complete darkness, then she won’t have to see me. Or I can just please her with my clothes on, and she won't ever have to see me naked.
“Thanks, man.” Tristan blows out a breath, running a hand through his hair.
“Everything will be okay,” I tell him.
“I hope so. Fuck, I’m terrified that I’m going to let her down.”
“She’s gonna be so out of it, all you need to worry about is knotting her and pleasing her. You got this.”
“Yeah. You're right.” He nods, taking off into the bathroom.
I really hope I am.
CHAPTER TWELVE
TRISTAN
I’m freaking out. I think I’m gonna puke.
“Get a hold of yourself, man!” Dom says, grabbing my shoulders and giving them a little shake.
“Right, shit, sorry. Fuck,” I breathe. It’s a lot to take in. Tia is in heat, and she needs me. But hell, I’m about to have sex for the first time. I don’t want to fail her. Good thing Knox is going to be there too, or we would have one pissed off and in pain Omega.
There's pounding at the door, making my head snap over as Finn rushes to answer it. Knox pushes his way inside with a whimpering Tia in his arms.
Her perfume hits me hard, and we all let out strangled groans, her slick more potent than ever before. My cock hardens in an instant, straining against my dress pants.
“Where’s the nest?” Knox demands, his eyes hard.
Fuck, the nest.
“It’s not ready yet,” I say, my stomach dropping as I point down the hall towards the room. I’ve already let her down.
“Why the fuck not?!” he barks, his lips pealing back in a snarl.
“Hey, don’t fucking yell at him. We were going to all go shopping together after school, remember?!” Dom growls, but he keeps his distance, his eyes landing on Tia when she whimpers louder. “Shit, sorry,” he says, looking at her with hopeless eyes.
“Fuck, alright. Grab every blanket and pillow you can find, and bring it to her nest,” Knox says, carrying Tia towards the room that’s meant to be her nest.
“Alpha,” she cries out in a desperate plea, and my heart breaks as I let out a growl.
I want to go to her, but Knox slams the door behind him. “Guys, go into your room, grab your bed sets and any blankets you can find. She’s gonna want your scents to calm her if she can’t have you.”
“Alright.” Finn nods, rushing to his room.
“Got it,” Sawyer says, doing the same.
“I don’t have any blankets to give her,” Dom says, his brows pinching. “I only sleep with a sheet. I get too hot at night.”
“Sheets will do,” I tell him, leaving him standing there as I go into my room. I rip off my comforter, gathering it in my arms, and snatch the fuzzy blanket off the chair in the corner of my room. Bringing them to the door of the nest, I set them down on the floor, moving to the closet to grab any spare ones we have. I stop dead in my tracks when I hear the sweetest moan. Knox must be doing what he can to take the pain away. My cock twitches, needing to get in there and help.
