Page 112 of The Stone Initiation
“Yes, eligible males will visit the omega house so the omegas can get our scents, and they’ll invite several of us to run with them tonight.”
“By run you mean…fuck?”
Twin spots of color bloomed high on his cheekbones. “That’s up to the omegas, unless…Unless it’s a fated mate pairing in which case they’ll go into primal heat and…yeah, fuck.”
“And you’re an eligible male?” I bit back a smile.
He groaned. “Trust me, this isnotmy idea, but it’s expected. We mate to keep our species alive. I’ve got to do this.”
“Hey, it might not be so bad. You might meetthe one.”
He gave me half a smile. “I don’t think so.”
“Why not?”
He gnawed on his bottom lip. “Because—”
“Hey Touron, are you coming or what?” Waxen called from down the corridor.
Touron sighed. “I’ll be down in a moment.” Then to me. “Let’s hope my scent doesn’t attract anyone.”
I leaned in and sniffed him. He smelled good. Like oranges and chocolate. “Oh, they’ll be completely repulsed. I mean, yuk.” I fake gagged, and he chuckled.
“I’ll see you later.”
Later.
He hurried down the corridor and out of sight. No classes meant a whole afternoon to kill, and I knew just who I wanted to spend it with.
Sharniza answered the door with bed head and a yawn. “No classes,” she growled sleepily.
“I know.” I slipped into her room. “But you and I are going to have a girly day. I say we bake cookies, make popcorn, and commandeer the TV room.”
She arched a brow. “All the males will be busy preening for the omegas.”
“Right, so why don’t we gather all the alpha females for a movie marathon afternoon.”
“You do realize that the only alpha females in the dorm are you, me, and the twins, right? In fact…We’re the only female cadets on campus.”
“Well, more cookie dough and popcorn for us then.”
She shrugged a powerful shoulder. “Sounds good to me, now go away and let me wake up properly with a bath.”
Bath? “Did you say bath?” Be still my heart.
“Cameron, are you feeling okay? I know you’ve been under a lot of strain recently.”
“Hush” —I grabbed her hand— “answer me. Did you say you have a bath?”
She looked wary. “Yes…”
I threw up my hands. “How is that fair?”
“Youdon’thave a bath?”
“Nope. Just the shower, and I’ve beendyingfor a soak.”
She grinned, flashing me her canines. “You can borrow mine anytime. In fact, use it now. I’ll use your shower. I fucking hate baths.”
