Slowly I nodded. But one look at his face told me there was more. “What else?”
“They dosed her up, forced her heat on her but they gave her too much. She is in agony Kaelan. Her body is ripping itself apart in its need to be filled … but…”
“But to tend her now would cause her untold agony?” I finished for him. “Can you not suppress her? Give her a chance to heal.” I hated the very thought of suppressing Bree’s heat but what other choice did we have?
“It’s too late for this Alpha Kaelan. She needs to be tended, needs to have that release but I don’t know how you are going to manage it when you can’t lay with her.”
Yeah, I didn’t know how I was going to manage that either. I didn’t even know if I would able to keep the rut at bay if I was in the same room as her. But she was my mate. And I had to at least try.
Chapter Seven
Kaelan
Keeping to the shadow I let my eyes wander around the room, it was a stark almost empty space. Sterile tile and harsh lighting. It was a place for examinations, not a place for an Omega in her heat. Especially not this omega.
My mate.
It was a strange thing, having a mate. Especially one that I hadn’t even kissed yet let alone marked. But that’s what Bree was. She was my mate. It was the only possible explanation. My blood had seemed to catch fire the moment I had caught her scent. And I wanted her.
God, I wanted her.
It was like a physical pain, not being able to go to her and ease her discomfort. Not being able to take her body and make her mine. But I knew I couldn’t do it. After what I had just been told. To take her now, even if she was begging for it, would do more harm than good. I would not risk her life or her sanity because I couldn't control my rut. I would lock myself away first.
It took me a second to find her and the moment I did I wish I hadn't. She was huddled on the tiled floor, her white hospital gown stuck to her body with sweat. Bree was so pale she was camouflaged against the wall.
Anger bubbled up into my throat as I took her in. Leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. “Why was she left like this?” I whispered it out of the corner of my mouth. Until that moment Bree hadn’t even noticed our presence in the doorway but at the sound of my voice her head snapped up with such violence I heard the bones in her neck and back crack.
Grimacing I took a step into the room, I didn’t even mean to do it.
She watched me warily, her eyes wide and wild. And a low almost pitiful growl fell from her lips. At any other time, it would have made me smile, that weak little growl but not today.
There was nothing to smile about today.
“She needs to be somewhere more comfortable or at least have someone bring her nesting material. Something…” my hands waved around the room. Encompassing it all. “That isn’t so hard and sterile.”
“If I leave you to arrange this will you be able to control yourself?”
I flashed him a look, tearing my eyes away from Bree for the first time since I had entered the room. What did he mean, could I control myself? Could I control myself not to kill or permanently damage my mate? Or would I forget any humanity I had and take her right there on the cold floor?
The answer scared me because I honestly didn’t know. I wanted her, I had wanted her since the moment I had first seen her but the need was stronger now. Would I be able to control myself?
“I will be fine, make my rooms available.” I didn’t want her here, I wanted her close to me and somewhere comfortable. Somewhere I could tend her in peace.
There was a pause, a pointed one. The entire time Bree carried on staring at us with her wide blue eyes, growl after growl falling from her lips.
“Do you think taking her to your rooms…”
I didn’t let him finish, whirling my hand closed around his throat. Squeezing mercilessly.
How dare he question me. How dare… my thoughts trailed off, as the intoxicating smell of fresh slick filled my nostrils. I let go of the beta so suddenly he fell to his knees. He didn’t even try to catch himself as he coughed and spluttered.
I paid him no attention. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the spectacle playing out in the room in front of me.
Bree had moved from her corner, the hospital gown falling low and clearly showing small breasts as she crawled towards us. And I couldn’t take my eyes off them. There were so many things I could do and wanted to do with those delicious mouthfuls. Even as I watched, she arched her back, curving it like a cat in heat so her ass was suddenly the only thing I could see. It filled my eyes until there was nothing else but the sight of that round ass and small swinging breasts.
Fire ripped through me. “Leave.” I didn’t even try to control the growl in my voice. “I said leave.” Taking another step into the room, I didn’t need to look behind me to know that the doctor had scampered away. Whatever doubts he had over my control, he wouldn't share them to my face again.
“Bree,” I said her name on the back end of a snarl. My hands reached for her. Smoothing her hair from her face. They were shaking with the effort it took to control myself.