Page 12 of Feral: Part One

I should be angry. Pissed. Someone touched what was mine.

But the only thing I want is to meet him.

Maybe hold him.

Maybe cover him in my scent.

Malik chuckles, kissing my nose again. “Baby, stop thinking so hard. It seems that our new Omega doesn’t have heats but has feral spikes, I guess? That’s what he said they were. Yes, I stuck my dick in crazy. Let’s not get into it.”

My Beta almost seems ashamed of the moment and that’s when I catch the muscles in his jaw tightening. He’s not ashamed of the moment, he’s ashamed oflikingit. I’ll keep that to myself, snuggling in a little closer before I focus on the faint connection to the other Omega. “You know I can feel him, right? Not real strong, but ever since you bit him, I can feel him a bit.”

That’s the wrong thing to say, Kael letting out a grunt as he stands up from the table and stalks over to us, his blue eyes narrowed on me. “What are you talking about?”

Years ago, I would have been terrified of this six foot giant towering over me but he calls meprincessand fucks me like he loves me. I couldn’t be terrified of him if I tried. “Slate is terrified and hurting but it’s more than that. He doesn’t want to be here.”

Malik stiffens against me and I wonder what he saw in that room. Kael lets out a low growl. “No one wants to be here, princess.”

Pulling away from Malik, I face my Alpha, focusing on what Slate istrulyfeeling. Maybe I shouldn’t be able to pick out his emotions this clearly but that’s an issue for another time. “No, he doesn’t want to exist. I’m not sure why, but I feel for him.” I place a hand over my chest, a spike of worry zipping through me when the connection strengthens. Something is wrong.

“Sweetheart, I’ve never seen you care about an Omega like this. What’s wrong?”

I shrug, trying to brush off the emotion but it’s taking over now, a shiver running down my spine. This isn’t just fear or uncertainty. It’s despair. “I thought it was nothing but I recognize what he’s feeling. It’s like me.” My words hang in the air, bringing back memories of when we were first transferred here. I was an inconsolable mess, confused and terrified, unable to believe that there could be a happy ending.

For Slate, it should be so much worse.

Thane gets to me first, dragging me back into his lap so that I’m curled up against his chest. “You don’t feel like that now, do you? You’re safe here with us.”

All three of my mates crowd around me, a sudden plethora of hands and lips scouring my shoulders, arms, and belly. Warmth fills me beneath their attention, tears slipping down my cheeks as I shake my head. “I know I’m safe here with you, but when Ifirst came here, I didn’t. I was terrified. We were just supposed to be associates, trying to figure out whatThe Collectivewas hiding. It was only after that that I found I could trust all of you. He’s got no one, doesn’t know us, and all of you just locked him in there.”

Kael’s jaw clenches, his thumbs brushing my cheeks. “Are you asking us to be nice? You never ask us that. In fact, you’re usually the worst to them.”

I laugh, a soft, bitter sound, and shrug again. “Maybe I’ve gotten soft because I’m becoming a daddy. I don’t know, but the other Omegas were never scared like this. I don’t mind you guys toying with him, but don’t hurt him.”

I’ve never asked that of my men. I’ve never needed to. Never wanted to. But deep down, I know something I’m not ready to admit.

Slate is mine.

He might not be theirs but he’s mine. I’ll let my heart break to appease my Alphas…for now.Until then, though, I don’t want him to hurt.

Kael’s eyes darken as he takes a step back but I curl my fingers into the edge of his shirt, keeping him from looking away. He follows as I tug him toward me, my Alpha bending down until we’re at eye level, the depth of his eyes softening just for me. “Do not hurt him. If you won’t let me see him, fine. But do not hurt him. Play with him. Tease him. Make him hate his stay here, but don’t hurt him. Promise me that.”

Kael’s eyes search mine, and for a moment, I think he’ll argue, but then he just nods. “Promise.”

The other two mirror his sentiment and I settle, finally able to breathe, although my attention keeps flickering to my Beta. I want to drag him into my nest and lick every last bit of him. However, I stare long enough that Malik chuckles and gently takes my hand before disappearing down the hall.

I’m sure our Alphas know what’s going to happen but if this is the closest I get, fine.

Neither of us speak until the door is closed, the dim lighting illuminating my Beta’s dark silky hair. “Was he pretty?” I ask as I drop to my knees, tearing at Malik’s pants.

“He’s fucking gorgeous, baby. Jesus, he’s going to ruin me.”

“Me too.”

I pause, waiting for Malik to get mad until I feel his fingers slipping through my hair. “Hey, it’s okay to want things, Preston.”

“I don’t justwanthim,” I whisper, staring as I unearth Malik’s cock, still wet with cum and slick. I almost want a play by play of what happened but that can wait. “I need him.” And then I suck Malik into my mouth, groaning at the mixture of their taste on my tongue. It’sperfect.

Slate

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