Page 51 of Capturing Their Omega

I get to the door of the room. I take a few minutes to steel myself because I never know what to expect with Cassie. She could be calm, in pain, or feral. As much as I am determined to be there for her, I still get spooked by her condition.

There is also the fact that she turns me on faster than anybody I know.

After taking deep breaths, I open the door. I poke my head in first to see her sitting at the edge of the bed. She is wearing only a black bra and panties I had put on her the previous night. Her exposed skin glints under the blue light I had left on. Her head is bowed, and her face is covered with her white hair. I can’t see her face, but I can tell she is calm.

I enter the room fully and close the door behind me. All of a sudden, she doubles over, and I quickly understand what she needs. I drop the food on the table and run to move the vomit bowl closer to her. She reaches it before me and starts puking. I hold her hair back and caress her neck as she pukes.

She is burning up!

She has a fever.

She needs to get cool!

I keep caressing her neck until she stops puking. I clean her mouth with a rag and rush to the bathroom.

“I’ll be back, Cassie,” I tell her, but I don’t wait for a reply.

I grab a towel and a bowl of water and head back to her. She is still at the edge of the bed, gazing at the closed window.

Does she want fresh air?

I don’t like that we have to keep her inside. But, it is for her own good.

I dip the towel in the bowl, squeeze it out, and mop her skin with it. She shrinks from my touch but doesn’t move from her spot. I keep at it for a while as she sits there, catatonic. All of a sudden, she becomes feral. She turns to me and I can’t find Cassie in her eyes. She grabs my hands and starts sniffing my neck.

Oh no. Sexual Cassie is back.

She falls on me and straddles me. My back is on the bed as she grinds hard on my crotch. I swallow hard as she licks my neck.

“Cassie, stop it!” I grit out.

But she keeps at it, ignoring me and not saying a word. She starts scratching at my clothes with heightened speed. I want to run out, but she has me pinned down. I’d have to push her off me and I don’t want to hurt her.

As she keeps touching me, my dick gets harder. I can’t deny that I want her. I have always wanted her. But this is not right. She is not in her right mind. She does not need me aroused. She needs me to take care of her.

Oh lord!

“Cassie, stop!” I finally manage to get her off me and she whines like a pained pup.

How do I overcome this?

Chapter Sixteen

Cassie

“Cassie?” Eric’s voice fills my ears, laced with concern. I feel the dampness of the towel pressed against my skin. “Does the cold water help?”

“Mhmm.” I groan lightly, writhing in pain. My mind slips in and out of consciousness. It feels like I’m floating in a sea of darkness. My mind is constantly torn between my wolf and my human mind.

I’ve been like this for maybe days or weeks now, I can’t tell. It’s been an unpleasant experience so far.

I’m constantly throwing up, unable to keep food in my stomach. Eric tells me that Jeremiah says my body is trying to get rid of some toxins. Well, I wish it didn’t have to be this uncomfortable.

My wolf howls in my head, itching to be let out.

“I know you want to come out, but I don’t know how to let you. I didn’t even know you were in my head,” I whisper pathetically in my head.

If only I wasn’t so weak...my subconscious rears its ugly head again. I mentally shake off the dark thoughts threatening to consume me.

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