Page 13 of Wanted By the Wolves
I jump down and hold out my hand. “Like it or not, we showed up at your door. Help me help her. She’s been through enough.”
He stubbornly shoves my hand away, rolling to the side and pulling himself up. “Coming here was a dick move.”
It was the only move.
I nod in acceptance anyway. Nobody is asking him to like it. This shit is awful. “Blame me all you want, but none of this is on her.”
Gage sighs. “I’ll see what I can come up with to carry her through the moon.”
He doesn’t bother brushing himself off. He stalks back down the trail, muttering obscenities as he goes.
That’s fine. He can cuss me out all he wants as long as he helps her.
Chapter 8
Gage
The fierce little omega snarls at me before her teeth sink into my arm.
Shit. That stings.
Dex growls at me as if it’s my fault his mate is feral. This was his damn idea.
She backs herself against the headboard, her body crouched to strike again. The sight of her naked in my bed does stupid things to my insides, even if she is a violent bed partner.
There’s no denying she’s beautiful.And wild.
“I know it hurts, sweetheart, but I promise Gage will give you something to help. He’s a healer.” Dex repeats the same shit he’s said twice since we walked back into my bedroom and found the omega ass up in the air, fingers buried in her pussy.
When I first saw her, I almost lost myself to my wolf. The fact that neither of us has caved is some kind of magic because the room is an absolute sea of heat and slick. The air is so sweet and thick I feel as if I’m drowning in her. I don’t know how much longer either of us can last.
Reality hasn’t seemed to stop Dex from trying though. The giant alpha is doing his best to get her to comply. In my dickish opinion, the time for consent has passed. He needs to find someway to give her this potion or his knot. The full moon is here, and we’re out of time.
Not to mention I’m sick of being bitten. That’s the third time she’s taken a chunk out of my arm.
“This isn’t working. She’s too far gone.” I step back, shuffling toward the door.
“Wait,” Dex barks.
I groan and plaster myself against the wall. “Last chance. Then you’re on your own.”
“Just wait,” he barks again.
The omega looks between the two of us, poised to strike.
Dex doesn’t bat an eye. Slowly, so fucking slowly, he takes a seat at the edge of the bed and holds out his hand. The loud rhythmic sound of his purr beats into the room, and its power soothes even me.
The omega moves toward him. She’s all wolf, even in her human skin, sniffing the air as her eyes track the two of us. It’s slow going, but Dex keeps up his purr until she’s practically in his lap. He whispers soft words I can’t hear, and she melts for him, a whine of need building in her throat.She latches onto his neck, sucking his skin as she grinds against him.
His big hands find her back, soothing her in long strokes. “That’s a good girl. Thank you for coming to me, sweetheart.”
She fumbles with his jeans, trying to take him out, desperate for a knot as she sucks along his chest.
Dex doesn’t stop her or his purr while he glares at me. Through gritted teeth, he mouths, “Now.”
I’m not as quick as the hunter, but I manage to plunge the needle into her neck before she’s noticed I’ve moved.
She roars, clawing Dex as he cages her to his chest. It only takes a minute for the concoction to work, but it’s a long fucking minute.
