Page 80 of Bliss & Her Idols

Tor appears to think that it’s worse than that. Plus, apparently these two men were childhood friends. And Tor is in just as much trouble.

Although it’s amazing to hear that I’m Jin’s, and that Tor likes me too, the fear of what will happen after my heat ends is making me feel sick.

Cricket is pale as well.

I struggle to pull my phone out of my pocket, while I still can.

I need to talk things through with Chase.

I burrow underneath the nest of blankets. Cricket helps to toss clothes over me to muffle my voice.

“Keep look out,” I order, before calling my brother.

“Chase…” I whisper.

“Okay, Little Wolf?” Chase asks, sounding the least calm that I’ve heard him.

I furrow my brow. “What’s all that noise?”

“It’s thousands of fans having weeping fits outside the Omega Hotel because of your romantic and now viral love story withtheirIdol,” Chase drawls. “It’s why we can’t extract you. Did you decide to change the plan without telling me?”

I swallow. “My heat did.”

“But that’s not for another—”

“Tell that to the slick running down my thighs.”

“Jin is an asshole,” Piper yells. “Romantic but still, an asshole for slinging Cricket over his shoulder like that and possessively prowling out of the arena with that Alpha and you. He’ll get Immortal’s ass kicked. Now, we have to rescue Immortal too.”

“We have to rescue all the Idols,” I reply. I’m sure of that more than I ever was. The entire music industry, as much as the journalistic one, needs reforming.It needs a fucking uprising.“But to be fair, it wasn’t Jin’s fault. Dragons are possessive of their treasure.”

Chase chuckles. “Stop reading dragon shifter smut.”

“Never.”

But then, my brother sobers. “Are you really safe, Little Wolf? I’ve been fucking frantic. Lion’s clip must have dropped out, when you were being jostled and carried out of the arena.”

Dismayed, I reach to pat at my head.

The clip was Lionzio’s birthday gift to me. He worked hard on the technology to keep me safe.

And I’ve lost it on my first mission.

In heat, my emotions are bubbling too close to the surface.

My eyes burn with tears. “Sorry, Alpha. Will Lion be sad that I didn’t take better care of it? Will he think that I don’t value him? Because I do. He’s my best friend.”

I feel like I’m spiraling.

I’m shaking. My scent sours in distress.

“Bee,” Cricket warns in alarm.

I’m too lost in my Omega sorrow at having lost a gift from an Alpha in my pack to react.

Suddenly, the blankets are ripped off my head.

Tor is towering above me.

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