Page 14 of His Bonded Omega Mate
The door opened with a tiny push and I walked into the dark space, my eyes adjusting quickly. The door slammed closed and locked.
Fuck.
A lamp switched on, illuminating a comfortable room dominated by a large bed, on which Jared sat grinning at me.
“Found ya.”
Goddess, help me. How was I going to get out of this situation?
“Hey, Jared. What’re you doing here?” I asked inanely. He knew, and I was so totally fucked.
“Well, sweet mate of mine, it’s your heat, so I’m here to perform my duty to you as your betrothed.”
“I thought we agreed that I’d go through this one alone and next time I would go through it with you.” I pointed out, trying to stay calm. My voice betrayed me, wobbling slightly.
“Well,” he paused. “There’s a problem with that. You weren’t planning on being alone. You had those betas sniffing about you. So since you broke your promise, I broke mine and came to find you.”
“Jared… I —“
“It’s fine, sweet thing.” He was aiming to sound pleasant and was failing, sounding threatening. “Come here and you can make it up to me. Leave this room and, well, I can’t be responsible for what happens to you out there.” He shrugged casually.
I gulped back vomit. I had to get out of there.
A rap at the door had my gradual retreat halting. “Yo! Jared, we having some fun with that omega of yours?” came a shout.
Jared smirked at me. “So what is it, mate? Me? Or them?”
My tiger sensed five, no, six, shifters outside of the door. Was the plan to pass me around like a toy if I said no to Jared? I wouldn’t survive that. Once my heat peaked, I’d be able to check out mentally, but my body would suffer. I got the impression they wouldn’t be caring and gentle like Dakota used to be.
I felt a flash of shame for cursing Dakota’s mate for a second. Without him, I’d be safe and cared for. Fated mates were a gift from The Luna, and I was grateful that she had sought to gift one to Dakota. He was a worthy alpha and a fantastic friend. He deserved it.
Closing my eyes, I steeled myself for what I was about to do and stepped forward.
“Good choice.” Jared grinned.
I couldn’t sleep, too uncomfortable from the marks and bruises that littered my body to recline properly to drift off. It wasn’t safe, even with Jared snoring next to me. I looked at him in disgust.
Now was the time that I should slip away while he slept, except I was at my most vulnerable. Another wave could come at any moment, leaving me at the mercy of any unattached passing alpha.
A door opened while I pondered my situation. Xander and Hunter entered the room from what must be the bathroom. They approached Jared, Xander injecting him with something before discarding the needle.
“You’ve been in there the whole time? And what the fuck was that?” I seethed.
“Jared wouldn’t let us stay in here and we had to be close to protect you.” Xander whispered, throwing glances at Jared, still fast asleep on the bed.
“Protect me?” I whisper shouted. “Look at me!” I pointed to all the grazes, bites, and bruises I was covered in.
Hunter rolled his eyes at me, and I wished a plague on the dickhead. “Could’ve been worse,” he drawled.
“Fuck you!” My eyes filled with angry tears, making me even more furious. I hated looking so damn weak.
“Dude!” Xan chastised his fellow beta. “You go through all that shit, then tell him it ‘could’ve been worse’ insensitive fucker. Hiro, we’re getting you out of here.”
“What? How?”
Hunter shrugged. Xander shoved him. “I swear, dude, you can stay here and explain to this shithead why his ‘betrothed’ isn’t here when he wakes up.”
“He’s not waking up for hours. That sedative is made for shifters. Logan said so.” Hunter said in reply.
