Page 9 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

Not only could I ignore my raging instincts and urges, but I could also control my pheromones so that no one would know just how strong I was unless I wanted them to, even without scent blockers.

That was another reason I liked that school. Scent blockers were forbidden. They were nothing but a crutch and if we didn’t learn how to control ourselves without them, then we’d commit atrocities out in the real world when they started to wear off because some people didn’t bother wearing them even in the city and we had to be prepared.

But ever since Lucy came into my life, I’ve lost control of my instincts. I kept acting like a fucking teenager around her and it was really, really annoying. No one else has ever gotten me to act like an alpha around them if I didn’t want to, not even Liam, but her scent was intoxicating and it always went straight to my dick.

Every time I caught a whiff of black currants and dark roses I wanted to pin her down and fuck my scent into her, breed her until she was mine and mine alone. If not that, then I wanted to hold her as she slept so she wouldn’t be cold or lonely.

None of it made any fucking sense, and it was all I could do to stand behind her while she was cuffed to the chair where I regularly killed people and do nothing.

“Would you like me to explain why we’ve been monitoring you first, or why we happen to have Arturo Lopez?” Liam didn’t move. He stayed in a crouch so she wouldn’t have to look up at him. He didn’t even blink, and I couldn’t tell what he was planning.

Did he really think Lucy was going to be like, ‘oh okay, that all makes perfect sense?’ She wasn’t that stupid.

But she stared at Liam for a long time and I held my breath, waiting to see what she would say.

“Explain why you’ve been monitoring me.”

I buried down my shock as far as I could. I really hadn’t expected that choice, and I couldn’t say why, not when her scent was starting to fill the room – all mixed up in mine thanks to the fucking hoodie she was wearing.

That scent was doing crazy shit to my head, even now.

“We set up the surveillance after agreeing to let you work for Valor,” Liam explained, his entire body so still it creeped me the fuck out. “I wanted to make sure you were never in danger and I couldn’t do that if I couldn’t monitor you. You have connections to Valor now and that’s dangerous. Other legacy packs might kidnap you just to find out what’s going on and I didn’t want to risk it.”

Lucy didn’t say anything despite the pause and Liam took that as a signal to keep going. “I’ve also put a tracker on your phone.”

I closed my eyes and counted to ten, reminding myself I couldn’t kill this idiot when he might just be the only reason Lucy accepted us.

“Why?” Lucy demanded, yanking against her cuffs hard enough to make fresh blood slide down her hands from her wrists.

I gritted my teeth and forced myself to ignore the instinct to unlock the cuffs so she’d stop hurting herself.

“The idea of losing you was too much.” Liam sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Just thinking about the possibility stressed him out so much that the scent of oranges became thick enough to choke on. “I needed to know where you were. I needed to know you were okay. Always. The thought of what I might do if I couldn’t see you seemed worse. You wouldn’t have liked it.”

We both held our breath as we waited for her to say something in response, but Lucy was quiet for a long time. It was nerve wracking as hell to endure, but I managed to keep my mouth shut.

“When exactly did the surveillance start?”

Why did she keep surprising me? I’d expected her to be angry, but she didn’t smell angry at all. If anything she smelled aroused.

“As soon as we finished our initial meeting. It was the day after Gideon was murdered.” Liam watched her without blinking, but it was obvious to anyone with eyes that he was holding on by just a thread. If she didn’t like his reasons and still demanded to leave, he was going to fucking lose it.

“What if I decide not to believe you?” Lucy leaned back and I let out a small sigh of relief. The metal kept cutting into her skin and I couldn’t fucking stand it.

“I can show you the timestamps on the servers. I’ll even give you full access to everything that’s on there.” Liam had it so bad it was disgusting.

Not that I was any better.

“There could be other servers.” Lucy shook her head. “There could be more you’re hiding.”

Liam clenched his teeth and a muscle flickered in his jaw. “Anything you want, I’ll give you.”

His desperation made the oranges I was choking on taste like ash, but then it was washed away by a strong spike of black currants and those dark, musky roses I loved so much.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Lucy breathed. “There’s no reason for you to feel like this about me.”

“There’s every reason,” Liam insisted.

I was relieved when she didn’t argue with him. There was nothing she could say or do to make Liam feel any differently and for whatever fucking reason, she seemed to understand that.

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