Page 163 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
“You’ll help me?” She looked surprised.
“Nope, I’m just going to take you far away from the packhouse and kidnap you,” I joked. Actually, not a smart joke, especially with the killer that may or may not still be out there. “Sorry for the bad joke. I’m not a jokey person,” I said apologetically.
“That’s okay. You’re the smart one, I’m the jokey one.” She grinned as if she hadn’t just doubled over in pain moments earlier.
“You’re smart, too,” I said, standing up. “You should tell someone, though. Going into heat... it’s not a joke. Maybe mate before then…” I said. “It might actually be wiser than just coping… but I know the mark wasn’t planned. Whatever you decide, I’m here if you need me.”
“Thanks, Robyn…” She looked conflicted. I saw the flash of guilt and sadness in her eyes, and I knew it was not because of her situation but because of Damon.
“Stop with the face. It’s going to be okay.”
She nodded, and we began to discuss the curse once more, but like always, there were no more answers…
Night had fallen, and it was really late. I had fallen asleep at eight pm and woke up an hour ago, deciding to have a nice long bath. It was almost three in the morning, and I had just stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around me as I headed down the hall to my room. Despite there being several bathrooms, there were still far more people there. I really wished all the rooms had their own bathrooms. Was there a way to pitch the idea forward?
I turned the corner only to knock into a hard chest. I gasped, stumbling back, my wet feet skidding on the floor, but a pair of strong arms caught me before I fell backwards.
“Easy!”
My heart thudded as my brain registered the scent and touch of none other than Damon himself. His soft blue eyes were wide as his gaze dipped to my ridiculously small towel that had been pulled down slightly in my moment of stupidity, showing off more than a small amount of breast. He looked away, quickly pulling me upright.
“Sorry. You’re up late,” he said, moving back as if I burned.
“You know I’m a night owl,” I said, fixing my towel, suddenly feeling very bare. My stomach was a mess of nerves, and my heart raced.
“Yeah… uh… night…” he said.
Our eyes met. I knew that it had thrown him off. It had confused me, too… I missed his hold…but it was a one-way thing. He didn’t feel anything for me.
“Night…” I said as he quickly walked off towards the stairs, and I returned to my room, still feeling a little lightheaded…
His Control
Raven
Isighed, staring at the men’s perfume set that I was holding in my hand. I had gone out to Stratford Upon Avon’s largest shopping centre to buy a gift for Uncle El’s upcoming birthday. It was the afternoon, but I still couldn’t get Robyn’s words from earlier out of my mind about how I needed to tell someone about my being on the verge of going into heat. But forgetting that, more than my heat, I needed to tell Liam about Damon’s and my rejection.
I was going to tell him yesterday in the car, but then that stupid pain played up. Then last night, I waited for him, but he had come late, and I had fallen asleep. Damon had linked me earlier, asking me why I hadn’t told Liam. Last night, Liam had talked to him, and it was clear he didn’t know. I explained to him that I had been about to tell him twice, but stuff came up. I had booked a table in a restaurant in town, and I was going to tell him.
I wasn’t sure what to do about my heat; I figured I’d talk to Liam, and we’d go from there. I loved him, but I didn’t feel as if I was ready for that last step, not when he felt guilty. What if I said it, and he refused? I’d be hurt, but I needed to talk to him regardless of the outcome.
He had promised to meet me. Although he was supposedly on house arrest, I was glad he was allowed to get out. Staying indoors would only drive him crazier, although I didn’t think Uncle El realised Liam’s always broken more rules than he knows. I wasn’t complaining. I had liked our road trip.
I paid for the fragrance and headed out, glancing at my watch; twenty-to-six. Perfect, enough time for me to get dressed and head to the restaurant for seven! I got into the backseat of my car, pulling out the outfit I had decided to wear for tonight. A black, long-sleeved, high-collared dress with a cut-out back.What’s not to love about black?I glanced towards my tinted windows before I undressed and slipped it on, pairing it with some nettights and heels. Taking my makeup back out, I began working on my face.
When I was almost done, a sudden surge of pain coursed through me, but this time, it was accompanied by a raging fire. I felt as if my entire body was burning. A whimper left my lips as I dropped my lip liner. Screaming at the spasming pain, my lower region throbbed, and I bit my lip, Liam’s face flashing in my head.
I wanted him.
Liam…I called through the link. My mind felt fuzzy, and my entire body felt hot and crazy.
Raven, what’s wrong?
Liam, I need you to come get me,I whispered.
Where are you?
Outside Red Fort shoppi- ah!I whimpered as another pain rushed through me.
