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“Fuck off,” he growls. “Get me that key.”
I bend down to retrieve it from the middle of the floor where he would’ve thrown it after he locked himself in. He is completely reliant on one of us opening up the cage for him. It’s quite an honour really, but also, sometimes, I can’t help but play with him.
I taunt him by dangling the key just out of his reach. “Not yet.”
“Ben, I swear I will rip your dick off if you don’t let me out of here right now.”
“Threats won’t get you anywhere,” I point out, unnecessarily. “We need to talk, and I need you to listen. Then I’ll let you out.”
He closes his eyes in defeat. That surprises me. He is exhausted. Mentally rather than physically. Something is bugging him, and I bet it has everything to do with the nesting omega upstairs.
“Her name is Faith,” I begin.
His eyes widen. “Faith,” he repeats, in much the same tone I did. “Suits her. Is she okay?”
“She is nesting in her wardrobe.”
If his eyes go any wider, his eyeballs are going to fall out.
“Nesting. She’s in pre-heat?”
I nod my confirmation and warily speak my thoughts out loud. “I think this is her first time.”
Eyes narrow this time. “What makes you say that?”
I shrug. “Just a hunch.”
“Shit,” he mutters and rubs his hand over his face.
“Yeah.”
“Fuck.”
“Yep. What the fuck are we going to do?”
“I guess that’s up to her. We need to find her in a lucid moment and speak to her. Tell her our intentions. It seems she feels safe here now, or at least she does in the wardrobe.”
I nod slowly. “We are going to have to chain Xander up, or send him away or something,” I say, as I go to him and unlock the cage. “He will not keep away from her and we can’t pounce on her in full rut her first time in heat. It’s not fair. I would hate myself.”
“My thoughts exactly and so would I. She is ours to protect and that’s final. We will not take advantage of her. I mean, we know she isn’t a virgin, but still…”
Our eyes lock and as one we launch ourselves to the steps that lead back up to the kitchen in a race to see who gets to Matt first to tell him that the omega he hooked up with is in the house, and that if he touches even a single hair on her head, he is dead.
I’m kind of hoping I reach him first.
ChapterFourteen
Sebastian
It’s only as we head up the steps to the kitchen that I realise Ben is only wearing a pair of joggers. I don’t get a chance to ask him about it as we skid to a stop in the kitchen, momentarily halted in our mission to reach Matt, by Matt standing right in front us holding a tray with enough food and drink piled on top of it to feed the five thousand.
“Oh no!” Ben roars at him and snatches the tray.
The contents wobble wildly, but steady when he places it back on the massive island in the huge country farmhouse kitchen.
“So you found her then,” Matt says, his eyes lighting up in a way that makes my blood boil.
“What makes you say that?” I ask nonchalantly, even though I want to lay him out flat to stop him from going to her.
