Page 53 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

We were still hours from our stop. Why was this country so fucking big?

“Do you think it could track us if I rolled the window down a bit?”

Leave it closed to be safe. Caden was staring at me. I couldn’t tell if he knew I was suffering or not. He had to know I could smell her getting ramped up. If he could, then I could, and even if I didn’t have a cat’s sense of smell, she’d gotten obviously squirmy. Gods, I hoped Caden wasn’t paying enough attention to me to realize I was too.

I was going to lose it by the time we got to St. Louis for a break.

Okay.

Fuck.

I could do this.

Focus on the road.

Why wasn’t there more to look at? I couldn’t wait until we got closer to the mountains.

I worked on breathing as shallowly as possible without making myself lightheaded, and eventually Logan fell asleepagain with Caden passed out on her chest. At least if she was asleep, her hormones could fucking settle.

I should swing by a club or something when we finally got to Denver because this was fucking ridiculous. If I couldn’t have Logan, I could at least have fun with someone else.

I tried to ignore how the thought made me a bit queasy.

What the fuck?

I hadn’t slept withloadsof people but my body count wasn’t small either. I shouldn’t be bothered in the slightest by the idea of fucking someone who wasn’t Logan.

She squeaked in her sleep, her arm falling to the side. Her curled fingertips brushed my elbow and it was like she’d stuck me with a cattle prod. I jumped in my seat and accidentally jerked the steering wheel but managed to keep us on the road.

Logan leapt awake, bracing herself against the door. “Seth, what the hell?”

“I’m sorry. You startled me.”

Caden glared at me.Pull over. We’re switching.

Logan stroked his head. “I’ll drive for a while. You two have a cat nap.”

I wanted to argue but there was no point with both of them against me. I pulled into a rest stop and we swapped places. Caden insisted on still sitting in her lap. I patted my own lap but he rolled his eyes at me.

“Where are we?” she asked as she pulled back onto the interstate.

I checked the map. “Bit over half an hour from St. Louis.”

“Find somewhere for us to eat and walk.”

“Can do.” Looking at my phone gave me an excuse not to look at her. Looking at her wasn’t going to help me keep control.

This was absurd.

I shouldn’t have been this affected. Logan was a regular human, not an omega, and that was the only thing I could think of that would make me this obsessive.

I watched her while she drove. Caden fell asleep on her lap and she was focused on the road, so I had free rein to look. As traffic picked up closer to the city, she stuck her tongue out of her mouth, just the tip, as her brow furrowed in concentration. I could easily imagine her as a child with the same expression, all her attention on some task, looking adorable as fuck.

Her scent had thankfully calmed down, though it lingered in the vehicle. Now she was getting agitated with the other drivers, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. It was too bad I couldn’t soothe her as easily as she did with us. My fingertips brushed the back of her neck before I even realized I’d reached out. Her spine snapped straight and she let out a breathy groan that woke up my goosebumps and my dick. I whipped my hand back before Caden opened his eyes.

She didn’t look at me, but I’d managed to flip some switch, and that maddening scent was floating around again. Logan was still shivering, weaving us through traffic as I fed her directions.

We got food and stopped only long enough to take a photo at the Gateway Arch before continuing on. Every few hours we swapped off who was driving, stopping only as required for bathroom breaks and gas. It was a miserable stretch of driving that took over thirteen hours to finally reach our destination—another cabin, this one situated past Denver in the Rockies, where we could be surrounded by the forest and isolated from the rest of the world. We’d stopped at a grocery store and, unfortunately for my imagination, a sex shop, before continuing to our accommodations.

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