Page 86 of Taken By the Pack

Slow. Deep. Intense. The water is lukewarm at best, but none of it matters. It’s just us, bodies moving together, fingers digging in, breaths turning ragged.

She’s gasping my name, clenching around me, and I lose it, pressing my mouth to her skin, groaning against her as we both fall apart.

And when it’s over, I stay there, pressing a kiss to her shoulder, keeping her against me.

She lets out a soft laugh, breathless. “I needed that.”

I exhale, pressing my lips to her wet hair. “Yeah. Me too.”

And fuck, I really did.

24

GRACE

Dr. Avery taps at her tablet, barely looking up as she speaks. “How are the suppressants working?”

I shift on the exam table, already dreading this conversation. “They’re not.”

That gets her attention. She glances up, pushing her glasses higher on her nose. “At all?”

I sigh. “I mean, they work for like, a minute. And then—boom—heat.”

Her mouth pulls into a small frown. “How often?”

I scratch the back of my head. “Uh… regularly?”

She exhales, tapping again on the screen. “That’s not… uncommon. Some Omegas don’t respond well to long-term suppressant use. But you seem… better.”

I nod. “Yeah. I, um—” I hesitate, then figure there’s no point in lying. “I’m in a pack now. They help.”

Dr. Avery’s lips twitch like she’s trying not to smile. “That’s good to hear.”

I glance at the cabinets, shifting again. “They’re… good to me.”

She hums, tapping another note. “Are you using contraception?”

The question slaps me across the face.

Oh. Oh, shit.

My stomach drops. My brain blanks. And then, in the most humiliating moment of my life, I blurt, “Fuck.”

Dr. Avery actually laughs. “That’s what I thought.”

I groan, covering my face. “I completely forgot. We were—I mean, it was—” I make a vague, frantic gesture. “Fuck.”

She shakes her head, still amused. “We can do more bloodwork since your previous test results didn’t detect the problem—check if there’s anything to worry about. If you’re not pregnant, we can give you a shot.”

I nod so fast my head might fall off. “Yes. Do that. Right now.”

She waves for a nurse, and within minutes, they’re drawing my blood. I don’t even flinch. I’m too busy mentally kicking myself for being so reckless.

After the nurse leaves, Dr. Avery leans against the counter. “It’ll take a little while to get the results. If it’s negative, we’ll give you the shot today, but you’ll need to be careful for a month.”

I blink. “Wait. A month?”

She nods. “No sex for four weeks.”

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