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A cramp rocks through me, stealing my breath as my body demands a knot. Slick pools in my panties, and all I can do is slap a hand over my mouth.
It isn’t supposed to be this way.
I should enjoy my heats as an omega.
“Aria.” A tap-tap-tap on the bathroom door has a muffled whine spilling from my lips. “Don’t you like your present, Aria?”
No, I don’t.
“Come on out, Aria,” he sings, and I can picture his handsome face and his warm eyes looking at me with love, except it’s a lie. Noah is a lie.
He’s the worst monster I could have ever picked up at a bar.
In my most vulnerable state as an omega, he decided to gift me with a gang bang.
The window above the toilet is looking more and more like the only escape route I have.
I stand on shaking legs and flip the lock, hoping he can’t hear me.
“All those knots, and my girl is hiding in the bathroom.” He chuckles. “It’s every omega’s dream to get fucked and knotted. Aria, why are you hiding?” Knock-knock-knock.
My hands shake as I struggle to push the window up. It’s the second story, but I’ll survive a few broken bones.
Anything is better than this.
Bam!
A whine unlike anything I’ve ever released slips out of me. I’m not going to get out of this bathroom. This is where I’ll die.
Bam!
The door splinters, and the frame buckles.
My knees grow weak, and I grab my comforter and sink down to the tub, flipping it over my head.
Maybe I’m being stupid. My heat is going to demand all the alphas, and eventually, I just won’t care.
Bam!
Everything splinters, and there’s Noah’s smiling face.
“There’s my girl. Why are you hiding, Aria?” He yanks the door off the frame and hands it to another laughing alpha. “Come on out, Aria.”
“Fuck, she smells so good,” another man says.
“Noah, I don’t want this,” I beg.
“You smell like you do.” He stalks closer and crouches before me. He acts like he’s going to be kind and generous, but I know better. “We’re going to?—”
A scream lodges in my throat.
I feel Zane’s hand on my back, rubbing soothing circles. His touch is hesitant at first, then becomes more assured as he speaks. “Aria, breathe. You’re safe. I swear you are safe.” His voice is low, urgent, and I can hear the struggle in it—the balance between maintaining his usual stoic demeanor and showing genuine concern. A muscle in his jaw twitches as he watches me, his eyes dark with worry and something that looks almost like helplessness.
His words slowly penetrate the fog of panic, and I focus on the rhythm of his hand on my back. Gradually, my breathing slows, and the tightness in my chest eases.
I sit up, wiping the tears from my face. “I’m sorry. I just…I can’t go there. Not now. Not like this,” I beg him, and in another lifetime, those words would have made Noah buckle down. It’s hard not to look at Zane and see Noah. Logically, I know they are two very different people, but my brain is supplying me with the memory of my last heat, and I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.
Zane nods, his eyes filled with understanding. “Okay. We’ll find somewhere else. A hotel, like you said. Somewhere you feel safe.”
