35. Luca

35

Luca

By dinner, I can barely feel my body, slick permanently coating my hole as I search for food. Luther is whispering something to Grayson, Blake sprawled out across from them. He looks paler than I'd like but he keeps insisting that he's okay. I hope and pray his Alphas are strong enough to pull him out during my heat so he doesn't suffer.

I scratch my chest in a moment of clarity, needing to eat and to fix my nest again while I still can. The only thing I'm wearing is Luther's suit jacket, the thing swallowing me whole but I love it. It hangs down by my knees as I pull out a piece of cheesecake I've been eyeing for two days. I have no idea where it came from but I want it.

The plate hits the table seconds before Hudson tugs on the bond. I growl under my breath, frowning when my phone lights up. All of our phones are lined up on the edge of the counter, just in case but I shouldn't be getting any calls. I've blocked everyone I would rather not speak to and while I finally remembered to message Shelly, she said she understood. So, she shouldn't be calling me either.

Looking over at the living room, I make the worst decision and snatch my phone before scampering off to the bathroom. When I look at the screen, the elated feeling that I've been carrying around all day is destroyed.

Unknown

You thought you'd just play house with other Alphas

I'm going to destroy them and then when you're back with me, I'm going to fuck you until you're carrying my pups. That's what your parents gave you over for.

You're a worthless piece of shit, Luca. Text me back or I'll find a way to take Blake with me instead. That delicious pear scent hanging around you sometimes, I'll make him mine.

Let them fuck you and they're dead.

I cry out, holding my phone to my chest. I can't have my heat with the Kellers. We all want each other but I won't do that to Blake's Alphas. I won't take them from him. Fuck, Maceo is coming. I'll have to tell him I don't want him here.

Or, I'll just stay in here.

Heat blooms in the pit of my belly and I try to ignore it. "It's just another heat spike," I tell myself but this feels different. Worse, somehow. Slick drips down my thighs and I bend over, holding my stomach as a cramp tears through my body. "Not now. Not now." I have to get out of here. Frantically searching the walls gives me no reprieve. There's no window in here.

The cramp worsens and I drop to my knees, holding back a scream of pain. My entire body wants Luther or Grayson to soothe this feeling but I won't do that. Think, Luca. Think! Years of researching Omega heats gives me some knowledge on lessening the cramps. Ice cold water is one remedy, not foolproof but it's the only thing I have.

I rush to the shower and switch the knob to cold before shedding Luther's jacket and jumping inside. I swallow back a shriek at the temperature, making sure to stand right under the spray until the cramp goes away. The next wave drags me down to my knees, my body trembling as it wars with the different temperatures.

"Luca, this is the worst idea you've ever had," I say to myself, crouched over, my phone still clutched in my hand and yet, I can't move as another cramp tears through me.