Page 20 of Knot Excused
I grip their collars and pull them both back as I shove by to be the first with my nose on it, tracking her scent through her rooms.
Where has she gone to hide? There is no place safe from us, not in the whole palace.
And it’s urgent, more urgent than I want to admit, to find her.
I’m hunched nearly double, using all my senses to track her now. My incisors are lengthened because my every instinct wants to bite her and claim her, drool dripping down my chin and soaking my collar.
Oh, she’s our fated mate, all right.
That’s pretty goddamn obvious now.
My cock is pounding in my pants, banging against my leg.
Erain pushes past me, his hands on either side of where he can scent her, his nose a few inches from the wall.
He’s got the most sensitive scenting skills out of all of us, and he’s always prided himself on them.
That’s why he’s the first one to smell it.
The first I notice is his grunt of pain and then he’s knocked over on his ass.
I get maybe one second to correct myself, and I stumble over him, barely managing to avoid falling as well.
And then I scent it too.
Something foul, unholy, and acidic seeping through our Omega’s pure, beautiful scent and as I pitch face-first into the wall I see it.
“Cat shit,” Teddy moans.
She’s perfumed all down her hallway and then scattered what looks like the contents of the kitty litter box all along every place she scented.
I am aware that I ought to be pissed because she’s literally scattered cat turds all over the palace carpets, but I can’t help reluctantly being impressed.
Erain is on his hands and knees, gagging and retching on the floor.
The smell is so bad that I have to grit my teeth against my stomach roiling with nausea.
“Shake it off, we have to keep going,” I said, nudging him with my foot.
“She got you good,” Teddy said, then he put his hands on his knees and threw up on Erain’s shoes as the other Alpha attempted to stand up.
“What the fuck, asshole,” Erain snarled, but I shoved them both away from each other.
“We have to clean this up first. We don’t want anyone else knowing how badly we screwed up, do you? So let’s get going.”
Cleaning up cat shit with a boner was not on my list of honeymoon activities, but unfortunately all I could think about is what a colossal moron I was.
When it’s finally cleaned up, we stumbled down the stairs and outside, trying to follow the trail as best we could, catching glimpses of Piper’s pure scent in between the vile stuff she’s attempted to disguise it with.
But I can still smell her.
Mine
Fuck, what have I done
Outside, I turned the hose on full blast and got Erain right between the eyes.
“What the fuck, asshole?” he sputtered.
