Urho had said the scar tissue did seem more elastic, and he credited Jason’s persistent use of Vale’s body for stretching it out and breaking down the inelasticity of the tissue. He’d also mentioned the natural properties of alpha sperm for reducing the residual inflammation. That had been months ago. Would it be even softer now?
“Vale?” Jason called from the bedroom.
“Be right out.”
“Are you taking them now?”
Vale stared at the white pills, so stark against the flesh of his palm. A strange sense of unreality gripped him, and almost like he was in a dream, he tipped his hand so the pills fell in the toilet.
“No,” he said firmly. “I’m not.”
Then he flushed them away.
CHAPTER FIVE
Vale was certainJason was going to have a heart attack if he didn’t calm down, and yet his baby alpha was so upset that Vale didn’t dare get close for fear he’d accidentally get in the way of Jason’s flailing arms.
“How could you do this? How? I’m calling Urho. I’m calling him now.”
“What good will that do, darling?” Vale asked quietly. “I’m not taking the pills.”
He sat on their big bed, back to the headboard and naked from the waist up. He’d pulled his soft pants on again but left the t-shirt where Jason had let it fall to the floor earlier. He held a pillow over his chest and stomach, clutching it for comfort as Jason madly paced the bedroom floor.
“You will take them,” Jason said, pointing a long finger at him. Oh, how Vale loved those fingers. So beautifully formed and so generous when on his body. “You will take them, or I’ll force you to take them.”
Vale pressed his lips together, saying nothing. He waited for Jason to hear his words for himself. Which, of course, he did after only a moment.
“Please, Vale. Don’t do this. I’m sorry. I know I can’t make you take them, but wolf-god, please—for me, for our love, for our life together—please take them. Please.”
“I flushed them,” Vale reminded him. “I don’t have any to take. And I won’t take them, even if you have Urho bring more.”
“Could he talk sense into you?” Jason asked angrily, throwing his arms wide. “If he came over, could he get it into your head that you cannot, must not,will nothave this baby?”
“You want him, too,” Vale whispered.
Jason’s mouth worked, and tears flooded his eyes. “Not at this cost!”
“We don’t know that it will cost my life.”
“We do! We’ve always known that. It will cost your life. I’ll lose you. I’ll be alone and without you. Forever.” His voice broke, his eyes growing desperate. “Don’t do that to me. Don’t leave me alone here.”
Vale opened his arms wide, inviting Jason into them, but Jason kept his distance, staring at Vale with such seething hurt that Vale felt it in his own chest. “Baby alpha, listen to me. We’ll call Urho tomorrow. Have him look me over, check the scar tissue again, and see—”
“I don’t want his fingers in your body.”
“I know you don’t, but he’s a doctor, and he will be honest. If it’s not any better, if there’s not an improvement to the elasticity, then I’ll take the pills tomorrow.”
Jason gazed at him. A shiver passed over his body. “Don’t lie to me.”
Vale swallowed hard. “I want your child. Our child. Please let me try.”
“No.”
“It’s my body.”
“You’re mine. MyÉrosgápe. My omega. You may not have this baby. I won’t allow it.”
Vale let loose a small, sad sound. “Oh, sweet baby boy, come here.” Jason took an involuntary step forward and then stopped dead.
