Page 239 of Bliss & Her Idols

On the other hand, being in a loud, crowded bar would be his nightmare.

“I’ll relax Crick in my own way,” I reply.

“TMI, sis,” Piper teases. “Have an amazing Christmas. Lion and Chase say hi too. Love you.”

“Good luck on the mission. Be careful, please? Love you too, bro.”

I turn off the phone, throwing it onto the nightstand.

Normally, I wouldn’t worry because Lion is going with Piper undercover and I’d trust that my Alpha best friend would keep my Omega younger brother safe.

But throw the whirlwind beta, Immortal, into the mix as well and who knows what will happen.

It’s also both Immortal and Jin’s first mission.

Will Piper also discover love and pack bonds like I have?

I lean down and indulge myself by kissing Cricket. He moans, pushing up as far as he can to meet me.

He tastes as sweet as his lips are soft. Yet he kisses me hard, reaching to caress down the back of my neck over my wolf tattoo.

When I draw back, his pupils are blown wide, and we are both purring.

“I love you, Bee.” To my surprise, however, Cricket sits up.

When he fidgets with his hands and nerves sheet through the bond, anxiety swirls in my stomach as well.

I tilt my head, studying him. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s about my health condition.” He avoids my gaze. “I didn’t know how to tell you.”

Instantly, my breath stutters. My blood chills.

Cricket has been receiving treatment for his rare Omegaosis for six months to stop it being life-shortening. His parents didn’t think that it was worth spending money on medications for an Omega, when he was a teen. So, now he’s past the usual age that it’s treated.

Am I about to receive the best gift of all this Christmas or hear bad news that will shatter my heart?

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Torin’s Bedroom, Idol Estate

“Charming worked hard to find the best doctors for my Omegaosis.” Cricket hugs his arms around his legs. “For six months, I’ve dutifully attended appointments all around America. Torin has flown in the best doctors from around the world. I’ve started treatments, and it’s been exhausting. But I’m fighting, Bee, I’m fighting.”

My eyes burn with tears.

I push myself onto my knees next to Cricket on the bed and reach to grip his chin. I tilt it up to make him meet my gaze.

I need to make sure that he’s hearing me.

“You’re not alone in this, Crick.” My voice wavers with tears but I struggle to keep it level. “I’m here, whenever you need to talk, vent, or cry. You don’t need to be strong all the time or do this for anyone but yourself. You’re worthy of this treatment. You deserve our care. You’re fucking important. But you’re alsoin charge of the medical decisions. I swear that I’ll be with you all the way on this. Whatever you decide.”

We both know what I mean.

Cricket has found it hard to meet so many doctors with varying views and harsh treatment programs.

They wear him out more than before.

Despite that, he’s still as sweet as he ever was.

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