Ravyn’s heat has definitely triggered him. I have never seen him so worked up. His muscles flex, and he keeps posturing around the house as if danger lurks in every corner.
That’s the effect that past abuse can have on a person, even someone as big and strong as Theodore Whitefang. I worry for him.
While Ravyn may not be Beatrice, Ted is still anxious. He is reacting to her heat; he even skipped out on breakfast, and now he punches at a bag in the gym all day.
Then there’s the lovable Fionn. While his experiences with omegas may not be as negative, he is still cautious with Ravyn. His sister’s awakening three years ago really took its toll on his whole family. As a result, he has decided not to pursue Ravyn or any other omega for that matter.
Then there’s me, the beta. It’s true; Ravyn’s scent doesn’t have quite the same effect on me, but I won’t deny that her perfume is alluring.
I catch traces of it around the house, and it’s strong. She’s in heat, after all, and before that pre-heat.
Her heats are unpredictable, and it appears we are just going to have to adjust as best as we can.
It will only be a matter of time until all hell breaks loose.
Killian doesn’t look ready to give her up anytime soon, and after his demonstration at the restaurant, many packs have become aware of her existence.
They will target her in order to get to Killian. Just like they targeted his father’s grave.
The penthouse is the safest place for Ravyn right now.
I arrive at her bedroom door with a cup of coffee and a muffin. I hope it will soften the blow when I have to tell her that her alpha has gone to a business meeting with my grandfather.
I only hope it goes well at the office. My grandfather was always a reasonable man; it’s my father who is evil incarnate.
My knuckles hit the wood. “Ravyn? You in there? It’s Hiroshi.”
I haven’t spent much time alone with her. I'm always with Fionn, but the redhead has decided to spend the day with his baby sister.
I hear the bedsheets rumple, and then the sound of tiny feet as she pads across the carpet.
I try not to think about her perfect little toes as the door opens, revealing her bright hazel eyes. They land on the muffin and coffee, and I swear her pupils enlarge.
“Muffin...”
I hold up the steaming cup. “And coffee.”
“Gimme.”
She snatches the muffin and the coffee from my hands, and I watch amused as she scurries back to her bed and nestles beneath the sheets.
No, not bed. Nest. Ravyn has turned her king-sized bed into a nest of sorts. She has stacked several pillows like a child making a fort, and that’s where she currently settles to drink the coffee I made her.
I wasn’t sure whether she was more of a tea or a coffee person, but I see now I made the right choice. Ravyn slowly comes back to life when she sips her drink and takes a bite of her muffin. The groaning sound she makes sends the blood rushing to my cock.
If I were an alpha, my knot would have swollen. If I were an alpha, I would be in that bed with her, easing her pain.
She appears better today. Last night, she looked awful. Her whole body doubled over, and I thought she was going to pass out from the sheer agony.
I can’t imagine what she is going through.
While I may not be equipped to give her what she needs, I’d like to think that I could still take care of her.
I may only be a beta, but I would still cherish her and make her feel safe.
“You have brought shame to our family....”
My father’s voice echoes back to me. I haven’t spoken to the man since I awakened as a beta.