Page 66 of Knot For Keeps

Vaguely I remembered talking about how heats would increase in frequency once you had a pack. All those hormones flying around could really fuck with an omega.

Pack Rowe wasn’t technically mine, there were no bite marks on my neck, just a varied assortment of hickeys—thank you Theo. But all the sex may have thrown my heat cycle into chaos.

Setting the shower too hot, I made quick work of washing away all other scents on me and lathering up my hair in conditioner to try and make it somewhat less tangled. Once I was sure I was clean and didn’t have any lingering smells on my skin I dried, throwing on a clean sweater and sleeping shorts and padding over to the nest.

I was exhausted, mentally and physically. Collapsing into the nest I grabbed one of the more squishy pillows and hugged it to my chest, hoping that I was just crampy and tired, and that I didn’t have a heat coming on.

If I were back home I would be relaxing with a cup of tea and talking to Fawn, or at the very least I would have been able to video call her. Here I had no one to talk to but the four alphas that had kidnapped me.

It had only been a few weeks, but my heat was coming, and it was comingfast. A lot of the pre heat cramps had hardly been noticeable thanks to the copious orgasms Theo and Gage had been giving me. I could have been feeling them for days, but chalked it up to the sensations those two had been stirring up in me.

There was only so long I could hide it for, though. I left it too long to speak to the others last time. When I realised my heat was truly upon me, I was too pissed at Kane to talk to anyone, I wanted to avoid that mistake—especially if I wanted some of them to join me.

I didn’t want to do it alone this time, Theo wouldn’t haveletme go through it alone, the sight of me in pain would be too much for him. He had been sticking to my side of late, and I wasn’t complaining. Cuddles and orgasms were a potent drug, and I was addicted.

They were honourable guys though, and if I didn't make it crystal clear to them that I wanted company before my heat hit, Gage probably wouldn’t let anyone near me because he would never trust me in the midst of a heat. Omegas got needy in heat.

But I had tried a real knot. Toys would never match up again, and the thought of a heat without a knot was depressing. With a groan of frustration I threw the pillow across the nest, clambering out of the bed.

Kane could go suck a dick—I didn’t care if he was pissed. I needed to talk to Gage… and possibly Archer. While he had been busy the last few days, there had been… moments between us, and with a start, I realised I wasn’t opposed to him joining for my heat. I trusted him, which was a very odd realisation considering he was the reason I’d been kidnapped. He had never purposely hurt me though, and I trusted that he wouldn’t.

Padding out of the room I dithered for a moment. Where was safest to go? I didn’t want to go to the den or the kitchen, in case Kane was stalking around.

Theo’s room was my first idea, but he would just drag me to bed and keep me there blissed out on orgasms. It would be lovely, but I was on a mission. I needed to talk to Gage.

I had been in his room before, the last time had been when I was icing his bruises and he had kissed me. Heat pooled in my stomach at the memory.

Knocking on the door, I waited a moment, but there was no answer. Could I just walk right in? Yes his cock had been buried in me mere hours ago, but just walking into his room felt like a violation of his privacy, but standing out in the hallways felt exposed, so I twisted the handle, surprised to find the door unlocked.

The room was the same as it had been the last time I was there, minimal, coated in a warm whisky scent. Without thinking I made a beeline to the bed. It was snug and smelled like alpha. I needed it.

Gage could be mad if he wanted, but my omeganess was riding my ass—hard. Preheat was a bitch and I wanted to be comfy, and surrounded by the smell of alphas, so I crawled in, wrapping myself up in the comforter like a little omega burrito. For having such minimal bedding, it was surprisingly comfortable.

Lulled by the scent and comfort, I let the exhaustion take over, ignoring the weak, annoying cramps.

ChapterThirty-Five

Gage

After our conversation with Kane I had expected to find Theo and Lavender curled up together, so I had gone to his room first. He informed me with a pout that she had gone back to her own room to shower and rest, saying she wanted to be alone.

I couldn’t blame her. My head would have been spinning if I were in her position. Heading to my own room I resisted the urge to turn around and head to Lavender. She was addictive, and now that I’d had a taste, I wanted nothing more than to have her with me constantly.

Once I was in my own room the smell of vanilla and lavender hit me like a tonne of bricks. There was a bundle of blankets on my bed with wavy locks of brown and purple spilling out.What is she doing in my room?

Not one to complain about an omega being in my bed, I sat on the edge, gently moving the blankets. Her soft snore let me know she was sleeping. I couldn’t deny the rush of pride at finding her here though. She had chosen to come to my space, tome, over my packmates. While we didn’t play favourites, I could still revel in the fact that she came to me first, that I had managed to make her comfortable enough to do that in spite of everything we had been through.

“Lavender?” I called her name quietly. She moaned and turned to look at me, her eyes half lidded with sleep, her lips soft and pouty, and her hair wild. I wanted to wake up to that sight every day.

“Gage?”

“What are you doing here? Not that I’m complaining at all—you’re more than welcome.”

She sat up, looking at me with hazy eyes. She was clearly exhausted, I probably shouldn’t have woken her.

“I’m going into heat.” She bit her lip, swaying slightly. My heart stuttered. Did she just sayheat? Hadn’t she just been through one alone? And if she was going into heat, why had she come here?

Unless she wanted me to be part of it?

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