Page 66 of Wild Omega

“Relax. My brother and I have a weird relationship. And before you ask: I don’t want to talk about it.” Wayden rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re saying the true mate shit is true? He can’t be with any omega besides his true mate?”

“He can. He probably chooses not to, because he knows it’s not going to satisfy him. Most omegas can’t handle an aggressive alpha. Aggressive alphas demand too much from an omega. We can only have a successful relationship with our true mates. The rest just feels like a chore. And it’s not fair to string an omega along when you know the truth.”

“What about your heat? Don’t tell me you spend your heat alone.” Wayden knew it was possible. He’d done it many times. But wasn’t it difficult for aggressive alphas? He’d heard some couldn’t spend a single day of their heats alone.

“I have sex. Spending my heats alone is out of the question.”

“And you’re not bonded by mistake and don’t have little Escalas running around?” Wayden had barely stopped himself from knotting Blaine every time they’d had sex during Blaine’s heat. It was the hardest thing he’d ever had to do.

How did Escala do it? Was there a trick Wayden didn’t know about?

Fuck. He needed something… a trick… whatever method Escala used. Wayden didn’t think he could spend another night in that damn shuttle without losing his mind.

“No. I’m careful and we have herbs to prevent any unwanted pregnancies.”

What?

“You do?”

“Why do you sound so surprised? We have everything we need here. There’s nothing the land doesn’t provide.”

“I thought…” Wayden shook his head. Fuck what he’d thought. He needed the damn herb. “Can you give me some? I need it.” Wayden more than needed it. At this point he would die if he slept in the same bed with Blaine and didn’t touch him.

Escala laughed at him this time. “I guess you really didn’t sleep last night.”

“You can say that again.”

Escala laughed harder. He got to his feet and dropped firewood into the fire pit. The fire crackled, the sound soothing. Escala returned to his chair with a sigh. “I’m guessing you’re not ready to claim him if you’re asking for the herb. He’s a gorgeous omega. What’s holding you back? Any alpha would have claimed him by now.”

“I know. I just…” Wayden went silent, trying to think of the right words. “We have a complicated relationship.”

“Complicated? That sounds like an excuse.”

“You don’t know Blaine. He makes everything complicated. I’ve never met an omega like him. I never know what he’s going to say or do. Every day with him is like… living here. You never know what the wilderness might bring. It’s a constant struggle for survival.”

“It’s beautiful though, isn’t it?” Escala smiled.

Wayden found himself smiling too. “Yes, it is. It’s breathtaking.”

“You sound like you’re in love with him,” Escala said. Though his words sounded more like a question than a statement. Wayden didn’t know how to answer that. Rationally, he knew how he felt about Blaine. He felt it every time he was with the omega, but he ignored his feelings because he wasn’t going down that road again. His heart was going to stay right where it was – locked up in his chest, not in someone else’s hands, no matterhow much he wanted them. And he did want Blaine. Wayden didn’t know how it had happened. He was fucking falling.

“It’s not that simple,” Wayden said.

Escala laughed. “There you go again with your excuses. You need to trust how you feel. Something that beautiful can’t be bad.”

That was the problem, wasn’t it? He didn’t trust Blaine. No matter how hard he tried to, he just couldn’t.

“If you want him, you’ll have to fight to make it work.” Escala slapped Wayden on his shoulder and got to his feet. “I’ll get you the herb. Maybe start small, right?”

“Yeah,” Wayden said. He touched his chest to quell the erratic beat of his heart. Was he really going to do this?

He must be stupid to think that he could trust the little devil. Even so… Wayden knew he couldn’t keep his hands off the omega. He wanted him.

Start small, Wayden told himself as he got to his feet and went in search of food in the cooking station.

Escala returned a few minutes later to give him a small pouch. “It takes forty-eight hours to be effective. Good luck,” Escala mumbled, just as the door opened again and the pack members came in, Blaine in tow.

Their eyes collided, and Wayden felt something warm and tingly in his chest. Fuck. Blaine quickly looked away, following his omega friends. They went to the table and sat down. Wayden didn’t know what to make of his behaviour.

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