Page 102 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
Pain splinters through me as I rush desperately towards her bedroom.
“Ally, Precious, we’re here. You're okay,” Liam chants, trying to soothe her.
“Not okay. Not okay. Not okay,” Ally sobs, her head tossing back and forth. The scene before me shatters my heart. She’s lying on the bed, naked, covered in sweat as she works a toybetween her legs, in complete anguish as she tries to work the toy inside her.
A broken sound lodges in my throat at the sight of her. My sweet Omega. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!
“I don’t know what to do!” Liam says, eyes wide with dismay as he claws at his hair. “I’ve only been through one of her heats with her, and it wasn’t like this.” He shakes his head. “I’ve listened outside the room as she went through them, but it was never like this. She never sounded like she was in pain.”
Between going through this with Lulu for a number of her heats and my Alpha instincts kicking in, I take charge.
I’m over to Ally in a flash, brushing her matted, sweaty hair back. “Hi, baby. Hi, my Sweetheart. I’m here.”
At the sound of my voice, Ally looks up at me with fear-filled eyes, and it takes everything in me to keep it together for her. “Alpha?” she whimpers. “Alpha, please.”
“I know, baby, I know. I got you.”
“Fuck me,” she pleads, grabbing at my arm with helplessness. Tears spill down my cheeks as her nails dig into my arms. “Please!” she screams. “Fuck me.”
“I will, Sweetheart. I will. I promise, but you’re burning up. We need to get you cooled down before you get sick.”
“No,” she weeps. “No, no, no.”
Pulling the toy out of her, I toss it to the side before scooping her up in my arms. “I got you, Omega. I’m here.” Rushing to the ensuite bathroom, I crank the shower to cold, not bothering to take my clothes off as I step under the spray with her.
Ally lets out this long groan as her body goes limp in my arms, her head tipping back and letting the water fall down her face. Her body temperature starts to recede as we stand there under the shower spray.
I stare down at my Omega, never feeling fear like this before in my life.
I’ve seen my men get shot at. I’ve been in fights that were life and death. But this? I don’t think I’ll ever be able to recover from this. The pain I feel right now... it’s like I’m feeling what she’s feeling. And if that's true, then I hate myself for being away from her for even a second to let her feel this way.
“Hey,” Lulu’s voice startles me. My feral eyes snap up to hers. “Baby, I need you to breathe.”
Her eyes are red, and there are tear tracks down her cheeks.
“I did this,” I whisper, in shocked horror.
“No.” She shakes her head. “No, you didn’t.”
“She needed me and I wasn’t there,” I croak, falling backwards onto the shower bench, gripping Ally tightly in my arms.
“Look at me.” Lulu cups my face, forcing me to look at her bright blue eyes. “You are not going to blame yourself. What you’re going to do is focus all your attention on our Omega, okay? She needs us, and we’re going to do everything we can to help her, right?”
“Right.” I nod, looking down at Ally, who doesn’t seem to be in as much pain anymore. “Right.” I brush the wet hair from her face and kiss her cheek. “I’ve got you,” I tell her. “I’m gonna make you feel better, take all the pain away.”
She whimpers, snuggling into me.
“We need to get her out of the water before she gets too cold,” Lulu suggests, looking down at Ally. Seeing her like this is probably agonizing to her.
Getting out of the shower, I carry Ally back to the room. Liam is pacing, losing his shit while Nate tries to talk him down.
When he sees us walk back in, he rushes over to us. “Is she okay?” He touches her cheek with a shaking hand. “Fuck, baby, I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”
Placing her down on the bed, she whimpers. “No,” she protests.
Stripping out of my wet clothes, I toss them to the ground before crawling into bed after her.
“Brady,” Nate gets my attention. “You need to be inside her.”
