Page 29 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

Gods. The thought of Seth in a bloody fight like that made me shudder, revulsion turning my stomach. I’d always wished he’d stayed with us, and now the guilt over not demanding he stay was a lead weight in my gut. “I’m so sorry.”

Seth shrugged, but he wouldn’t make eye contact with me. “I survived. Not every nest is bad, but it’s hard to know what it’s like until you’re in it. You’d want to lay low and not attract attention. Good fucking luck with that, though.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re human.Andyou smell like a snack.”

Caden hissed and leapt on the table, planting himself between Seth and me.Fuck off.

“I’m justsaying.” Seth rolled his eyes at Caden. “You’d never hide her in a nest. The Protectors would know about her the second she walked through the doors.”

Caden growled.

“Oh, shush.” Seth turned to me. “In all likelihood, they’d take you as a pet. I’ve heard some of the Protectors are pretty nice to their pets. I don’t know what they’d do with us.”

She’s not a pet.Caden walked across the table and shoved the plate of remaining lasagna into his brother’s lap. Seth squawked and managed to save the plate before it clattered to the floor. Thesame couldn’t be said for his jeans, which now sported a smear of tomato sauce.

“Little shit,” Seth growled. He reached for Caden, but I shot out of my seat and scooped my boyfriend into my arms.

We were all exhausted, and it wouldn’t help anything to let Caden and Seth get snippy with each other.

“Seth, there’s blankets in the linen closet, and the couch is yours. Soap is above the washing machine, and I’ll set out a spare change of clothes for you.”

He gave me a tired smile. “Thanks, Lo.”

“We’ll see you in the morning.” I carried Caden into the bedroom, closing the door behind us, and sprawling out on the bed. Caden loafed on my chest.

“What are we going to do?”

We run. I’m not willing to take chances with your safety.

“Run where?”

I wish I had an answer.

Logan’s heartbeat was reassuring. I laid down, pressing my ear to her chest so I could hear it better. It was as soothing to me as my purrs were to her. I couldn’t protect her well in my smallest form, but she loved it so much I could never deny her the pleasure of it. Not to mention that she had magic fingers and knew exactly how to turn me into a puddle.

This was the form she’d first known—the one upon which she’d forced her tenderness, her diligence, and herstubbornness. I’d almost died, collapsed in her front yard after a vicious fight with another shifter, and her unwillingness to give up on me was the only reason I was here today.

Logan absently stroked my fur while she stared at the ceiling, brown hair sprawled around her, her dark eyes unfocused.

She was worried. I was, too. Who knew what the fuck Seth might have led to our door. Tomorrow she’d have to abandon this place.

But not tonight.

“Caden,” she said softly. I knew what she craved, and was all too willing to give it to her. She needed to be distracted from her stewing.

Magic hummed in my blood, and my small form melted away until my human one replaced it.

Logan sighed and spread her thighs. Her clothing for the day still barred me from her skin, but I let myself sink against her anyway. My lips found her throat, tongue dancing over the pulse point there. It beat a frantic rhythm, and I ground my hips against hers. She traced her hands down my back before she switched to digging in her nails when I bit down.

I didn’t break the skin. She liked the possibility of it, but I was too paranoid about her human fragility to actually bite her. She was too precious to risk.

I sampled her mouth in between removing layers of her clothes until she stretched out bare on the bed.

What I’d done to deserve her, I’ll never know.

Some shifters had exposed themselves to humans and had their heads blown clean off. Logan wasn’t like that, though. She’d always loved every form I possessed and cared for each in different ways.

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