Page 31 of Bliss & Her Idols

Yet I’ll never go back on my promise. I’ve wanted Cricket in my heart for longer than I have been prepared to admit.

We can be an Omega pack, despite that being taboo.

I didn’t know that we would meet this soon. But this is my fault, and I need to make it right. I encouraged Cricket to break his pack rules.

Why the hell do I forget that not everybody is lucky enough to live in as liberal a pack as my own?

I shiver at the memory of touching myself, while Cricket touched himself. The way that we both broke apart at the same time with waves of pleasure.

As I kissed him with words alone.

Yet did I break him in reality because of that?

What is happening to him now?

What if he’s being killed because of me?

Tears slip down my cheeks. My lip trembles. Yet I steel my expression.

I’m not leaving tonight without my Omega.

This will be the last time he’s hurt or yelled at again by his pack.

All of a sudden, I glimpse light through the thick trees.

“There,” I call.

My heart is in my throat.

Light blazes from a large but tumbledown wooden cabin.

Is this where Cricket has been living? Oaks crowd around the cabin, threatening to cave in the roof. The porch leans to the side like it’s close to falling down.

Shit.

The cabin is barely still standing.

“I see it.” Harbinger speeds up.

Then I stiffen in shock.

Raised voices drift from the front of the cabin.

Then the stink of cabbage like beer:furious Alpha pheromones.

There’s wild movement in front of the cabin.

Adrenaline rushes through me. My pulse roars in my ears.

“Be ready,” is all the warning that Harbinger gives me.

I brace myself.

My heart hammers in my chest.

Harbinger slides to a sharp stop, applying maximum pressure to the front lever.

My heart is in my mouth. I’m breathing hard; it’s all I can hear inside my helmet.

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