Page 47 of Omega Rock

“How were we to know it’d get crowded like this?” I ask.

The answer sits in the air between us all: I went viral, then Exit Fate did. Failure to anticipate fame enough to be recognized and followed is no longer acceptable, but must be planned for. Especially during my heats.

I sway in Noah and Leo’s grip. Their hands only lightly hold me upright, knowing what their touch does to me in this state, but they won’t let go. Aiden’s barely stopped pacing, his fists white-knuckling at his sides.

“Thank you,” I say quietly. They all turn to me. “I’m sorry you had to step in, but thank you for doing so.”

Aiden stops pacing in front of me. “Mia, we will always be there to protect you.Always.”

And kill for me, apparently. The way Aiden laid out the threat, the rage in his tone… I believe it.

“You’re not just our bandmate, Mia,” Leo says.

“You’re our omega,” Noah adds.

My knees buckle. Slick has long been sliding between my thighs by now. But their admissions and their protection are sending me doing into a heat spiral.

Sable clears her throat. “Her apartment is like ten minutes away. I can take one of you and the rest can follow with Mia.”

Aiden glances down at me. “Is that okay?”

I nod in quick motions. “Hurry.” I’m afraid I might burst into flames if I have to wait any longer. I need them. Only they can ease this heat, only they can harmonize with the hum singing in my veins.

The world spins as Noah and Leo set me in Noah’s car while Aiden hops in with Sable. I focus on breathing and ignoring the ache in my shoulder and hip. Thankfully, both seem to be lessening with time after being shoved to the ground. This heat flare is impossible—I feel like I’m burning from the inside out, much stronger than this morning, and I’m starting to think it has nothing to do with the amount of alphas surrounding me earlier.

I need Noah and Leo’s knots. I need all three of them to mark me. This bond exists—has existed from the moment we first met. But we weren’t a pack then. We are now, and this pack bond needs to be sealed.

I feel it in my bones, in my very soul. These alphas are a part of me now, a part I can never remove even if I wanted to. And I do not want to.

It all seems so surreal, so out of the blue. But looking back, I can see all the tiny little invisible strings connecting us and growing taut the closer and closer we came to finally meeting not as rockstars and fans and Juilliard students, but as a pack.

These are the thoughts that fill me as Sable waves goodbye and leaves me in the care of my alphas. As Noah carries me in his arms up to my apartment and into my bedroom where he lays me in the closest thing to a nest I’ve thus far made.

The sheets envelop me and feel cozy—and then they feel hot. Way too hot on top of my clothing. I sit up and start stripping myself bare to get cooler.

“Mia—Mia,” Noah warns as he dodges a wild hand.

I wince as, when taking off my shirt, my shoulder twinges in pain. “It’s too hot. I can’t?—”

“Here,” Leo purrs as he removes my shirt for me, then my bra. “Better?”

I wiggle my feet and reach down to take off my pants and socks. “No.”

Aiden beats me to it. He pulls off my pants, then panties and socks. “Mia, you are the most beautiful sight in the world right now, angel.”

I lay back against the bed while my alphas surround me. My chest rises and falls with my quick, desperate breaths. “I’m still burning,” I whisper.

“We know, angel.” Leo leans in and kisses my hot cheeks and then blazes a fiery trail of kisses down my jawline to my neck and collarbone.

Aiden follows a similar path on the other side, but then kisses down to my full breasts and pebbled nipples.

Noah’s busying himself leaving gentle caresses everywhere my other two alphas aren’t.

My back arcs up off the bed with every touch, every kiss, every inch of our skin touching. “I should have stayed at your place, Aiden.”

He shifts and trades places with Noah, so that Noah is leaning over me from the end of my bed and Aiden is up by my head.

“It’s okay, angel,” Aiden says.

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