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“What are we going to do?” I started pacing in the hall. “We can’t leave her.”

“She wants us to go. We’ll go.” Beck strode back toward his new room.

Rio had been awfully quiet, and I turned to him. “What do you think we should do?”

“Honestly? She’s been going through heats for years, and if she says she’s fine for us to leave...” He seemed unsure and rubbed a hand over his face. “We can come back right after the game.”

“I don’t know. It feels wrong to leave her when she’s going into her heat. I don’t care if she’s been handling it before now.” With one last look at her door, I followed Rio and Rylan back toward our rooms.

“It’s not how we feel about it. She’s fiercely independent, and as much as it goes against some of our instincts, if we don’t listen to her, we could ruin things with her. Let’s go, like she wants, and use this as fuel to win.” Rylan might have been the youngest, but sometimes his words made so much sense.

He was right that she had her own way of dealing with her suppressed heats, and if she didn’t want us around then we had to respect that.

Even if it felt wrong.

CHAPTEREIGHTEEN

Kayla

Light streamed through the windows, and I whimpered, throwing the blankets off me and letting the cool air from the ceiling fan chill my sweaty skin. I hated that I had the urge to lie naked in the middle of the bed and also pile every blanket known to man on top of me.

I blindly reached for my phone, knocking it off the nightstand and onto the floor. With a groan, I rolled over, letting my arm hang over the side of the bed but having no energy to actually grab it.

My entire body ached, and my panties were soaked through with slick. What I needed was a cold shower and an orgasm. I should have known my heat was going to start, but it made no sense when for years I’d been consistent with timing and intensity.

And this? This was much worse than any of my suppressed heats.

“Different environment, Kayla,” I muttered, trying to reassure myself that this was normal and all I needed was to take care of myself and the worst of it would pass in a few hours.

But I’d been saying that since the night before and now there was an ache building in my core that I feared would turn into cramping.

I shuddered at the thought of the pain from the heat when I’d first emerged. It had been so awful I’d been ready to go find any alpha off the street to fuck me to take the pain away.

I managed to get my body to cooperate and scooped my phone off the floor before sitting up on the edge of the bed.

“Jesus, how many times did they call and text?” I pulled up the group text and replied that I had just woken up and was doing okay. It was noon and they were set to play around four.

I turned on some music and opened the nightstand where I had my collection of toys. I was in desperate need of a shower, so I grabbed the cock with a suction cup. Fucking myself in the shower seemed like a good plan.

Twenty minutes later, I was showered, and my need for cock was satiated for the time being. I pulled on a light pair of pajamas and stuck a pad in my underwear so I didn’t have to change every five minutes.

An omega’s heat was very similar to a beta’s period, except instead of blood, we secreted a lot of pheromone-filled fluid to attract an alpha and to help us take his knot. I didn’t know what a period felt like, but an omega could be hospitalized and even die from their heat if they didn’t take care of themselves properly.

I pulled out the drawer with my toys and emptied it into the center of a blanket. I didn’t want to have to come back upstairs again when my legs felt like jelly. I should have already been in my nest, but I hadn’t wanted the guys to worry about me.

My phone pinged a few times with messages.

Beck:Text us every hour to let us know how you’re doing.

Rio:One of us will take our phone out to the field when we play.

Me:I just took a shower and had a pretty good orgasm. I’m feeling great.

Kane:Don’t tell us that. What did you use?

Me:The nine-inch girthy one with suction cup for the shower. It took a while to get into a groove with it, but I was screaming out your names as I clenched around it.

Rylan:Don’t get us hard right before our game.

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