Page 67 of Isla

Isla

Harrisoncoveredmybandaged shoulder with his large arm, holding me close and kissing my head. “Are you sure you want to do this? We can use a heat room and make it nice for you.”

“We might need the heat room too,” I said with a weak smile. My heat still hadn’t started, my body seemed to be on a constant precipice. “But this is a once in a lifetime opportunity,” I said. “I want to know how it feels to be an omega before we had the joy of suppressants and heat blockers, being at the whim of alphas who take without asking,” I said.

“We can do that,” Harrison said, waggling his eyebrows, making me laugh.

“You’re too nice for that,” I said.

“I’d love to believe you thought that, but you wouldn’t have run away from me if you did,” he countered. “You would have sought my comfort.”

“Harrison, I just wanted to do this by myself. I didn’t want an alpha taking over my life again. Noah took my trust and...” I sighed.

“Both Finn and I have matching scents with you, Isla. What does King smell of to you?”

I shook my head. “It’s against the rules. We can’t talk about scent matching. I can register an alpha's scent if I want to and the resort will email me afterwards if they find a scent match, but only if both attendees agree and they then share the details with the other.”

Finn sighed. “You’re ours, Isla. We need you in our lives now. Not after we’ve received an email.”

“I might not have an identical scent to King,” I whispered.

King swept me in his arms, swinging me around until I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Tell me what my scent is now.”

“No,” I whispered, staring into his pale eyes. “Don’t spoil this for me.”

“Isla,” King chastised, kissing me on my claimed shoulder, now covered with a heavy bandage and this outfit I wore. I couldn’t tell anyone here what King did. There were strict rules in place for alphas and one phone call, and the police would be called.

King lowered me until our foreheads touched, and he sighed as he waited for me to change my mind.

“Okay, let’s organise the hunt,” Miss Trimble said, coming back into the room and taking a seat. Her hand waved in the air, waiting for us to follow her direction.

Once King placed my feet on the floor, he sat on the chair and pulled me onto his lap, and I turned and smiled at him. He was the bossiest of the three alphas, a man not afraid to get what he wanted, but this was my one opportunity to get what I wanted.

“You want to use the virtual room and you want to be a princess fleeing from three dragons?”

I nodded. “I read fantasy novels and have a thing for dragon shifters.” My face burning at the admission that I wanted to be that omega, the one being chased and hunted by dragons, who were desperately wanting to find and breed the long-lost princess who was the key to keeping their clan alive.

“Today,” she said, twisting her wrist. “At four?”

“Now?” I countered. I didn’t think that my face burning was only from the embarrassment of my desires. I still hoped my heat would start on the hunt, but the way King licked at my skin, you’d think I had already started. The hunt had to happen soon. If I came into heat, I needed to get to the nest before it got too late.

“Oh... oh, okay, we can set that up in about half an hour. But first, do you know how the virtual room works?”

“No,” I said.

“Once you’ve chosen your outfit, you stand on the starting grid. You will hear a buzzer and that signifies the start of the hunt. There will be a second buzzer that sets the alphas off on the chase. These are your two keys things to follow.”

I nodded.

“For the virtual reality to enact, you will to have your senses replaced. You need to see, feel, smell, hear and touch everything around you. We will place drops in your eyes and then I’ll insert contact lenses for you to see the virtual world you are immersed.”

“Will they hurt?”

“Nothing hurts, at least nothing we do,” she said, looking at the alphas.

“Then we will place tiny hearing aids into your ears, allowing you to hear and also believe your alphas are the dragons you want. The contact lenses and the hearing aids let you see and hear the room differently, including the surrounding textures. We have diffusers around the room which enact the smell and touch senses inside the room, making you believe you’re smelling whatever you’re seeing.”

I blinked hard and blew out a breath. “Okay.”

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