Page 50 of Drown My Sorrow

“Uh, we’re staying here for a while.”

I stiffen, my mouth falling open. “You’re staying with the Daane?”

“We are.”

We.

WE.

I struggle up and then, with a squeak, flop back down in the water, splashing it over the side of the bath.

“Oh, shit. Sorry. I didn’t see anything.”

I want him to go, but I’m going to need his help. I do not want to be naked and vulnerable in the bath with these guys roaming around.

I hate the whole fucking world right now. Why? Why does it have to be like this?

“Ezy, could you please help me up?” I ask with deep self-loathing.

He hesitates, and I sink into the water down to my nose. I wish I could go all the way. That hesitation speaks volumes, and it hurts more than it should.

Just when I think he’s going to leave me here, hanging, he approaches the bath.

He holds out his hand. I reach up and take it. He pulls me straight up, and I grab the towel, wrapping it around me as quick as I can, but when I step back, I slip.

Ezy catches me and pulls me against his chest. We stand there, staring at each other. His eyes are dark green with a hint of gold around his pupils. They are beautiful and framed with thick lashes. His eyes are kind, uncertain, but kind. I hold my breath, wondering what he’s going to do, but he breaks eye contact and looks away.

I shuffle to the edge and, with a hand on his arm and one of the rail, I pull myself out of the bath.

I’m dripping wet and embarrassed, and Ezy is still here. The scent of red grapefruit, sweet and sensual, fills the room, making my mouth water.

I inhale deeply, and, suddenly, my jasmine combines with his. Omega perfume. Turning the room sickeningly sweet. Slick pools between my thighs, and I have to bite my lip to resist the urge to groan.

Why is today so set on humiliating me?

I stumble to the door, but his hand comes down, keeping it closed. I tremble and hunch my shoulders in as he leans over me, inhaling my scent.

“Omega.”

It’s one word. It’s like a gut punch to the vagina. Turn on the faucets, the alpha said the O word. I wince as I feel myself get wetter. My nipples tighten. I want to lift my chin and let out a purr.

I breathe hard, refusing to say a word as he leans even closer and rests his other hand on my hip. My body tingles where he’s touching me. I can feel him with every other part of me.

There’s no chance of any words coming out of me, not in protest, not in anything. I’m frozen, all instinct and messy hormones.

He takes a step back and removes his hand from my hip too quickly.

I exhale with a shudder and, without looking back, I limp out of Shale’s bedroom to my adjoining one and close the door.

It takes me a long time to find the willpower to calm down and get dressed.

Chapter twelve

Aspyn

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His smile isn’t for me, it’s for the man at his side. The brown-haired, brown-eyed guy looks at me and leers. Complete malicious delight. I’ve never seen anyone so terrifying in my life.

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