Page 58 of Brandy Snap: Part One

Sin leapt up, pulling away from me, leaning over the side of my bed to grab a black towel. He quickly wrapped it around his finger to stem the bleeding from my bite.

I turned just as Caspian sat up, leaving me lying on my back looking up at their hard gazes.

My throat closed up as they moved away.

They couldn’t abandon me. They couldn’t leave me. They had to stay with me or I was going to lose them forever.

I needed my alphas to drown me with their scents so I could stop thinking about the bite that had driven me mad with need ever since she’d left us six whole fucking days ago.

Sin quickly came back, making sure to stay close even though the middle finger on his left hand seeped.

It was the exact same place Brandy had bitten me.

Sin had just been gently stroking my chest as Caspian told me about his day in his relaxing mellow voice. Both of them were hard, and they were both totally down to fuck. But Sin had lifted his hand to my mouth and all I could think about were her lips parting with pleasure and the rush of light that burst between us as she bit me.

And I’d just fucked everything up for us by biting Sin too hard.

It wasn’t like I hadn’t bit him before. It was why his hands were so messed up. But I needed her so badly I was going insane. Just sitting around with an incomplete bond was tearing me apart and exposing all the ugly bullshit I thought I’d dealt with.

I wasn’t just some slutty male omega. I had scent matches, I had a pack, I had alphas who loved me.

That’s how it was supposed to be.

And then the Brandy disaster.

And I couldn’t fucking cleave because it felt like I was going to die every time I found our bond and tried to cut through it. Even just throwing up a wall between us so I could stop feeling the clawing need suffocated me.

I had to bite.

Not her. My mates. The alphas who were supposed to love and treasure me and not fuck other omegas right in front of my fucking face when I was in heat and couldn’t make any decisions.

“I’m sorry,” I said, reaching up for the towel. “Let me help.”

“I can do it myself. You don’t have to move,” Sin said as he drew his hand away.

I knew he was just being practical, but his face was so blank that I flinched.

It was like he was rejecting me.

“But I want to,” I nearly whined. “It’s my fault you’re like this. This entire thing is my fucking fault.”

Cas’s brow furrowed, and pity wound through from Sin.

“That’s going to take fucking weeks to heal, you idiot,” Caspian growled, instantly reaching for Sin’s hand and snatching the towel away.

Caspian pulled Sin’s hand to his lips, taking his finger in his mouth, spreading his spiky aura over Sin’s skin.

“Like that’s going to heal him,” I scoffed. Even though guilt surged through me, it wasn’t the first time I’d bitten either of them like that.

A current passed between them both, their concern beating straight into my heart.

They were still worried about me. They were thinking about me. They were right here with me,theiromega.

“It’s okay,” Sin reassured me, sweeping my hair back from my sweat-stained forehead.

He bent to drop a kiss there, my omega instincts fluttering with happiness from even the slightest shred of attention.

I was pathetic.

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