Page 35 of Lost
Those are the last words I hear as my eyes close, and I whisper that I’m sorry as I finally find blissful peace.
LARS
“Did you get Tyde’s number?” I ask, holding Nova against me as her body twitches and shakes. I’ve never heard of an omegagoing into seizures during their heat before, and I’m struggling to keep my head on straight.
Caleb called Hollis after Nova hung up to track her phone, and that’s how we found this shitty campground she parked at. God, she’s so fucking far from home.
The alpha who was yelling at her was still trying to break into her van with a few other alphas, so we killed them all. No one touches or scares our girl and lives to tell the tale.
I picked the lock of her van without a second thought, but there was no one inside except her cat. Remembering that she said she needed to get to the back of the van, I found her stuffed into a small cubby fucking frothing at the mouth and convulsing.
My heart is in my throat, my chest is vibrating for her, and her body is so damn warm I can barely hold her.
“I’ll get it,” Caleb promises.
I had a really bad feeling that something wasn’t right, so as soon as Hollis was out of the hospital, we went to see if there were any clues at her house. Finding nothing, I started driving, refusing to let Caleb drive. I chose a direction and hoped to God that it was the right one.
Quinn Kelly called me at one point and told me that she’d spoken to her and that Nova was in heat, and it solidified my need to find her. The issue is that she wouldn’t answer my calls, so I kept trying to figure out what to text her.
It’s been hours of checking hotels and rest areas, but I never thought to look at campgrounds. There’s no protection here, just miles of space. Burying my face in her throat, I whisper in her ear, as I breathe her in.
“I’m here, baby. You’re in so much fucking trouble though. I’m going to be so far up your ass, you won’t know where you begin and I end,” I growl.
“That’s romantic,” Caleb mutters, entering a phone number.
He puts it on speaker, and I expect that Hollis is doing something on her end to make sure that it overrides any kind of do not disturb features. I don’t know if Tyde is sleeping or working right now, mainly because my sense of time is fucked.
All I know is that Nova isn’t well and she needs him, even though it hurts my soul that she doesn’t necessarily need me since we aren’t officially scent matched on her side. We need to get her to him as soon as possible.
“Ugh, please don’t be a telemarketer,”Tyde groans. “I’m trying to sleep on my day off.”
“Tyde, it’s Caleb. Where do you live? Nova needs you,” my brother says.
The closer we got to Nova, the worse we felt. My knot kept trying to inflate, my dick was hard, and I felt this sense of intense dread. Now that she’s in my arms, my cock is still standing at attention, but I feel better now that I’ve found her.
“I live forty minutes outside of Minneapolis. I really should live closer to the hospital, so I’m in the middle of looking for a place,”heexplains. “Sorry, you don’t need to know all of that. What’s wrong with Nova?”
If I wasn’t so worried about my omega, I’d probably laugh at his ramblings. He really is kind of awkward. He’s worse than I am.
“She’s in heat, and she tried to go it alone,” Caleb says.
“She can’t do that,”he hisses. “Why doesn’t she know that? Fuck a duck. How bad is it?”
“She had a seizure in her van,” I say. “Can we come to your house? It’s a long story, but she technically hasn’t scented us, which means that she needs you.”
A trickle of blood slides out of her nose, and I swallow thickly.
“Grab the cat, Caleb. We gotta go. Tyde, her nose is bleeding,” I say.
“That’s not good. Of course the universe would give me an omega that’s stubborn and beautiful. That’s lovely,”he mutters. “I’m not going to mention that I’m allergic to cats, I suppose. I live at 4567 Rally Road. Get her here as soon as you can. Fuck, where are you anyway?”
“A campground about… two hours from you,” Caleb says, scooping up the cat that was sleeping in her bed.
She complains violently, and tries to scratch him. Caleb growls and wraps her in a towel instead, continuing to speak as the cat loses her shit.
“Goddamned cat. Fine, stay here and I’ll drive the fucking van,” he grunts to the cat. “I have to dispose of a few bodies because they were trying to break into Nova’s van to rape her, Tyde. She’s pushing out pheromones.”
“I’m taking her with me, Caleb. I know that she’d be better off in the van, but I don’t want to let her go,” I sigh.
