Page 46 of Omega Rock

Sable offers me a hand, and I take it and go to stand, but my legs shake to the point of me falling right back into the seat. My head spins, and my body starts to vibrate heavier. Louder. My pulse is pounding in my ears.

Where are my alphas?

Panic sets in. Going into heat in a room full of alphas is a shitty, shitty idea. Especially when, as soon as I’m recognized, I’ll need to be professional, polite, and maybe even stick around for photos and autographs. But I can’t stand long enough to get out of here. I can’t possibly be the frontwoman Exit Fate requires like this, even at such an unplanned event.

“Come on.” Sable moves to where Rosie was and throws my arm around her neck. Evenhertouch, friendly and light as it is, sends a pulse of need through me. I need to get the hell out of here.

I let Sable help me up and we start moving behind Rosie toward the back. From where we were, the front door is just as far away, but it’s more crowded, so we let Rosie guide us. But we don’t get far before people start knocking into us not realizing.

“Hey, watch it!”

“Screw you!”

A woman accidentally elbows me in the side. I shrink away from her and into another man—analpha, judging by his size and scent, which makes me want to vomit because it’s notmyalpha— to my left. My shoulder knocks into the drink in his hand. The liquid spills all over his clothes and expensive-looking shoes.

“What thefuck?” he says as he shoves mehard.

Sable reaches for me, but I stagger, lightheaded, and lose my balance. I teeter to the ground and land heavily on my shoulder and hip. A swirl of feelings hit all at once—arousal from the alpha’s touch, pain splintering from the fall, embarrassment from falling at all to begin with.

“Watch where you’re fucking going—” the alpha says, but then his eyes go wide as they meet mine brimming with tears. “Oh, fuck. You’re—you’re—oh, god, I’m sorry.” He reaches down to offer me a hand, but another body comes into view. A hand grabs his, tilts it up to nearly the breaking point, and shoves the alpha back.

“Fucking touch her again and I’ll kill you where you stand.”

I look up. Noah and Leo appear. They kneel beside me on either side and pick me up while Aiden holds his ground.

Sable’s eyes are wide too but a smirk is forming on her lips. She raises an eyebrow.

Yeah, I get it. That was hot as fuck.Might be more hot if I wasn’t the reason Aiden’s out here threatening people, though.

“Are you okay?” Leo asks.

I look up at him. “Areyou?” He shouldn’t be in crowds like this.

“Let’s go.” Noah guides me toward the kitchen as we’d been intending before.

“She bumped intome, man,” the alpha argues.

Leo and Noah flank me and lead me away before I can entirely see what Aiden’s doing. But Idohear the other alpha yelp in pain and the sound of a hundred people with camera apps open, sounds on, pressing the photo button.

Sable trails behind us all and eventually Aiden follows. We’re out in the back alley in the blink of an eye, although I’m certain it takes longer than that. But between the pain in my shoulder, the arousal in my core from Noah and Leo holding me, and the feverish heat slowly consuming me from being near not only other alphas, butminenow, I have no idea what way is up anymore.

Sable fans my face with her hand. “Mia?”

“I’m okay,” I say. At least, IthinkI say it.

“Fucking bastard.” Aiden shuts the back door to Abstract Note.

“Think you broke his hand,” Noah notes. His voice filters into my ears through the sea of fever.

Leo shifts a little. My body weeps for the sudden loss of full contact on my right side. His fingers gingerly touch my shoulder. It aches but it’s not sharp pain. Then his hands trail down to my hips and a different sort of ache takes hold. “She’s not seriously hurt.”

“No, but she’s burning up,” Sable says as she places her cool palm on my forehead. “I’m so sorry. This was my idea, and she said she was feeling fine just an hour ago. I should have known.”

“It’s okay,” Aiden quips with a growl in his voice.

“Itis,” I reiterate. He better not turn that aggression on my best friend.

Sable’s kind eyes meet mine. “You’ve not had a heat like this ever, or heats, period, in years. I should have known not to?—”

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