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Alil didn't want anything to do with me anymore.
The way he had looked at me yesterday, the interest and heat in his gaze had made me feel like a king.
Now I felt unworthy to even walk on the same ground as him.
He was exactly the type of omega I had thought he was; respectable, chaste, intelligent, beautiful... the list went on.
He wasn’t someone who would invite an unmated alpha into his bed. It was a miracle and a sign of his good heart that he had followed me at all yesterday.
And I had betrayed him.
Sighing, and feeling like complete garbage, I went back to the tree I had been sitting under, facing the desert in the direction we had come from.
Something had delayed the others, but they knew where we were. Any minute now, they would be here.
Any minute turned into any hour and me, curled up against the cold, falling into a fitful sleep.
I only woke up in the early hours of the morning because my body was shaking so hard that it rattled me. The swift drop from the extreme heat of the day was too much to adjust to and I had nothing, not even a blanket.
I should have built a fire.
Perhaps tonight I would to keep us warm—I cut off the thought, realizing that I was planning for another night and another day.
No. They would come get us. They had to come get us.
I stood, stretching my body, trying to get the blood flowing again. Then I walked through the oasis again, trying to find a good spot for a fire.
I wouldn't wait in the cold expecting to leave at the drop of a hat. I would be sensible and take care of both of us while we were here.
On the edge of the pond, near enough to Alil's sleeping spot, there was a flat bit of earth that would do nicely.
I spent a few minutes finding dried twigs, leaves, and broken branches fallen from the trees, collecting a pile.
The first of our sun's lifted just over the horizon, brightening the sky as I worked. But it was our lesser sun, the one that didn't reach the apex of the sky above. The light and heat it offered were minimal.
By the time I was stacking the wood and starter, Alil started to shift from within his makeshift tent.
I heard his movements and then a long sigh before the curtain was pulled open.
I glanced over, but looking at Alil may have been a mistake because the moment I saw him, eyes heavy with sleep, his hair and clothing dishevelled, my entire body felt hot and I couldn't move.
“What are you doing?” he asked sleepily.
Oh goddess, even his sleepy voice made my body feel something.
For the first time in more years than I could count, my cock twitched, interested in what it couldn't have.
I swallowed and forced myself with every ounce of will power I possessed to turn my attention back to the fire.
“I'm making a fire,” I said.
Alil hummed, and crawled out of his enclosure to come sit next to me.
“The sun will be above us soon,” he said, yawning. “We won’t need the fire for long.”
He was hugging himself around the waist as he said it, clearly still chilled from the night.
“We'll use it until then,” I said, pleased when a flame burst from the twig Iwas spinning. “Come. Sit closer.”
