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Lucius’ hand feels cool on my brow.
He smiles but it’s sly. “Don’t worry, pet. I don’t know if you can understand me right now but I’ve been ordered by the King to see you through this heat. I’ll look after you. Is that okay?”
I nod.
“What if we simply kill her?” War studies me, dispassionately.
Terror shoots through me, as the words break through the haze.
I freeze, staring up the towering Legate in fear.
Then I whine, shrinking back on the bed. I’m vulnerable in my heat without a way to protect myself.
Daire was right when he insisted that I should be sleeping with a dagger underneath my pillow.
Now, I have no way to escape.
Lucius blocks me from his Alpha’s view with his body, placing a reassuring hand on my arm at the same time that he soothes me with calming pheromones.
His voice becomes like frozen honey. “And why would we do that? She is under my protection during this heat.”
War crosses her arms. “And Relius is undermyprotection. This Omega has brought him nothing but an obsessive, crazed misery for three years. She’s a threat to all of us. His life would be less agonizing if it wasn’t driven by revenge, while being bound to his enemies.”
“Ah, but thenhe’dkillusin turn. And I rather like my pretty head attached to my shoulders. I adore yours. So, you’ll leave now and let me care for her, hmm? I can look after her Omega to Omega as it always is when a bonded pair is sadly separated. Also, fuck off, War.” Lucius peers down at me; his expression softens. “Relius loves her, can’t you tell?”
Aurelius loves me…?
The words ring with truth.
I shiver.
If he loves me, however, why didn’t he ask whether he could spend my heat with me?
Why is he leaving me with only an Omega to help me through this? Doesn’t he want to be part of my pack?
Fevered, flames rage through me.
My back bows, and ecstasy starts to coil higher and higher again. My nipples pebble as I explore them, tweaking at my nubs that have never felt this sensitive before.
“Alpha,” I beg. “Alpha, please…”
The snowflake tingles with phantom kisses.
I wildly throw myself onto my front, writhing as I bite and tear at the bedding.
I’m lost to the heat.
CHAPTER TEN
Freya’s Bedroom, Shadow Court
Freya
Finally cool again,I stretch out on the soft nest, scrunching my nose at the damp, soggy bedding, which is soaked in slick.
How long have I been in heat?
It feels like an eternity, but when I crack open my tired eyes, pale light is filtering over my bedroom through the screen from the window.
