40. Luca

40

Luca

A thousand kisses and touches later, Luther finally leaves his bite alone to grab his own plate. We eat in happy silence as I look around the room, enjoying my mates in the same space. I never thought I'd have a moment like this—where I was okay being an Omega, okay submitting to an Alpha, and okay being the center of attention.

I finally have Blake with me.

I plop into Blake's lap, humming as I get lost in my bacon and eggs, letting time settle around us. Until something shifts and the bacon is no longer sitting right in my stomach. Curled up in Blake's lap isn't bringing the same excitement that it usually does and the tight smile on Grayson's lips is scaring me. I look around for my new Alpha and Maceo, confused when they aren't in the kitchen or my nest in the living room. My attention is still flighty since I woke up, unable to focus on one thing for too long. It's the only reason I didn't notice that they left the room.

"Where are they?" I ask. No one answers. I twist around in Blake's lap. "Where?!"

"Cupcake—"

My brows furrow as I train my ears, the sound of running water meeting them. Luther and Maceo are cleaning up? "Why are they washing me off? Washing us off?" The same panic from a few days ago comes back, that Luther doesn't want me, that Maceo thinks it was a mistake to stay. It's then that I can't feel the fierce warmth that Luther brings through the bond. I can't feel my Alpha. "Why—why can't I feel him?"

Grayson lets out a little sigh, gently grabbing my face in his hands. "Luca, I need you to listen to me."

"No!"

"You have to, babe. Luther and Maceo have to be somewhere. They need to protect us, which means they have to meet some people-"

I tear out of his grip on my face and push off Blake's lap, jabbing at the Omega's chest. "You lied to me! You told me that everything would be fine. That we would be together. Here. I won't let him do anything to us."

Blake says nothing but he's crying. I know he lied to me for my own good. In that moment, I needed to hear that everything would work out because my heat and my health depended on it. I turn to head down the hall when Luther and Maceo emerge, dressed in suits and absent of my scent. "You can't leave. Either of you. I don't want that."

Luther's expression doesn't change except for the slight quiver of his bottom lip and the way his jaw pulls tight. "Sweetheart, I have to do this."

"They'll take you away from me." Tears stream down my face, a breath caught in my throat causing me to hiccup. They can't leave this house. Hudson will have them locked away forever. He'll find a way to take me back and I won't go. I refuse. I reach forward, Grayson catching my hand and bringing it to his chest. I don't understand why I can't touch my Alpha. I struggle against him, whining for what I can't possibly have.

Luther crouches in front of me, too far away. "This isn't goodbye. We're just going to have a discussion but I can't bring your scent in there. Hudson will be there and he will be looking for any and everything to use against me. I know you want to touch me but you can't." My heart breaks as he stands and places a lone kiss on my forehead, doing the same to Grayson and Blake. I realize he can't hold them either because they all smell like me.

Maceo stops before me, weathering a small smile. "Just a little while, angel. Hold on for just a little while."

"You're coming back! You don't leave us here." I know Maceo is new to this and maybe even unsure about becoming part of this but I need him here.

He stands back, shocked before fixing his expression. "I'll be back, angel. Take care of your mates for me while we take out the trash, alright?" He presses a kiss on my forehead just like Luther did before the both of them exit the house and I crumple to my knees.

Maybe I'm not worth a happy ending. Not if after all those beautiful days together, Hudson can rip everything from me.