14. Kai #2
Because the worst thing was, even though they fucked behind my back, we were still scent matches because of our fucking bite.
And I’d been so scared the match was going to vanish when our bond faded that the first thing I did when I saw her was to get near enough to scent her to make sure it hadn’t dissolved.
I mean, what kind of fucking loser worries about shit like that?
And even more than feeling betrayed, I was furious Sin didn’t take me along when he carried her off like a gallant hero, all so he could shove his cock in her.
He’d had Brandy all to himself, and he hadn’t even fucking shared.
She gave me a sad smile. “I feel like that’s the realest you’ve been with me since we met.”
“I’ve been real with you all the time, Brandy,” I said with a bitter laugh. “You’ve just been too wrapped up in my alphas to fucking notice.”
She completely crumbled, and I jerked back as she fell to her knees in front of me. Water swelled around her legs, but I was too distracted by how desperate her gaze was.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I growled.
“Kai,” she said my name like it shattered her heart. I shouldn’t have even let her get so close.
I flinched as her fingers swept past my lips as she cupped my left cheek.
“Brandy, please,” I rasped. I hated how weak I sounded as I pleaded for her to stop.
It hurt too much, especially when she was drenched in Sin’s vanilla.
I dragged the bottle from between my thighs and took another swig of champagne, glaring at her like I could fire a laser beam through her heart so she’d stop fucking looking at me like that.
She softly turned my head back to her, forcing me to look at her pained expression.
“Have you been putting up with this the whole time?” she asked.
“What the fuck do you mean?” I asked through gritted teeth. I slammed the champagne bottle on the bench next to us, the glass shrieking as it ground against the marble.
Because that’s when I realised she was crying.
I just stared at her. It was even worse than I thought, because I wanted her so badly that I was over the moon she was showing me this fucked-up scene. She had literally just fucked my alpha behind my back and she was the one fucking crying? Get real.
“You’ve had to be so strong, haven’t you?” she asked, as if I was some kind of warrior instead of a jealous omega who couldn’t even hold his alphas’ attention.
I didn’t give a shit how messed up she felt. She still fucked him.
I looked down at her as another growl rumbled in my throat. I didn’t need some sexy alpha-stealing monster to comfort me, no matter how much I loved it.
I pulled in a shuddering breath, leaning into her as her thumb brushed my jaw.
My eyes widened as greying splotches suddenly stained her face.
They kept coming. Spreading across her skin, marring her as shock rattled me.
Because my tears were already falling, and they had since the moment I saw her. My mascara finished the race down my cheeks, landing on her as she looked up at me from her place on the hard, wet floor like she understood everything.
I was only fucking crying because she was crying.
“What the fuck do you know? You haven’t even known us a month. And you’re leaving, anyway.”
What was really shit was that my bottom lip trembled when I said it. Because, looking at her all messed up from fucking Sin and running about in the rain, I knew I really didn’t want my omega to leave me.
“I’m sorry,” she murmured again. “You’re right. I wasn’t listening. I’m so sorry, Kai.” She squeezed her eyes closed, forcing back her own tears, or maybe hiding from mine.
“Why the fuck are you apologising?” I tried to yell at her, but my voice broke with every word, trembling so much that it was only her touch which kept me sane.
“I’ve treated you like fucking scum. I’ve done everything I could to keep you away from us, and you keep coming back.
Why won’t you just get the fucking hint and leave us alone? Why are you still here!?”
I was like an already-shattered tank of water waiting for that last tap, that last crack in my glass to make me burst, and all the stupid feelings I’d kept contained since Sin and Cas first introduced me to Camille and I realised with absolute fucking horror that my brand new alpha pined for someone he couldn’t have would pour out of me.
She chuckled, and my gaze snapped to hers with a furious glare. Whatever came next better be something fucking extraordinary because she had the honour of seeing the great Kai Risler off his tits, and I was willing to knock her out to make her forget it.
Brandy lifted herself up on her knees, stretching her neck so she could pull me down and rest my lips against hers. And a groan of relief poured from me.
It was so perfect and peaceful, and it was exactly what I wanted. No words, no sad, understanding looks, just two bodies together mixing our tastes and scents and whatever other fucked-up emotions we were both pouring out.
So, obviously, I yanked myself right back from that.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I snapped, accidentally knocking over my bottle of champagne as I jerked away from her. The sound of the glass hitting marble bounced around the arbour, and it could have spoiled the moment, but she didn’t move. Like I was her world. Or maybe I just wished I was.
“I don’t know how else to tell you I’m sorry for interrupting your life,” she croaked.
That wasn’t a fucking apology. That wasn’t even an answer or an excuse or whatever the fuck I wanted from her. No matter how much love poured out through her scent, it didn’t mean anything when she was surrounded by a thick cloud of vanilla.
“I should be apologising to you! Don’t you fucking get it!?” Because through all of this bullshit, I didn’t want her to go. “Why the hell are you looking at me like that when I’ve tried to ruin your life!?”
God, I sounded so pathetic. High, screechy whines, ignoring how my tears were still streaming.
And what did she do? She swooped in, kissing me properly, blending with me as she moaned for me.
I met her in the middle, forcing my palms flat on the marble so I didn’t throw my arms around her, but it didn’t work.
She pulled away, meeting me with another understanding smile.
“You can’t just kiss me and make it all go away,” I gasped, my heart fucking soaring, along with my cock. She’d mellowed me out too hard, and now I didn’t have a leg to stand on.
I could barely keep myself upright. I needed her support. I wanted her to carry me so my brain didn’t get any more blown from the champagne, or her brandy.
She gently guided me back to her, and I’d blame the alcohol for how easily I followed her. Though I knew it was a fucking lie.
Drunk or not, I wanted to do whatever she told me. Even though it wouldn’t make up for what I’d done to her, either.
A moan echoed through me as she kissed me again, letting me give her all my weight and heaviness as she took charge.
Brandy’s kisses were too good, and I needed to get away. The back of my head thumped against the marble wall as I edged away, but she kept her claws in me.
“Okay, you can fuck off now,” I groaned, wiping my wet cheeks with the back of my arm, trying to hide my shame. “You got what you wanted. You win.”
But she just smiled as she drew me into another kiss, stealing my anger with her fucking softness.
Before I knew it, my arms were around her neck and I wasn’t letting her go.
Another wave of emotion pounded through me as I tasted vanilla on her lips and I deepened the kiss, trying to get rid of it. I didn’t want any of my alphas on her. I wanted it to be brandy and amaretto and nothing else.
I had no one. I’d been a na?ve idiot when Sin bonded with me.
I’d thought I’d found my perfect pack and I was going to live happily ever after, not have to deal with a third-rate interloper.
Even though I was actually getting in the way of them all.
No matter how much they insisted I was wanted, their families hated me, and I was so tired of fighting for fucking attention.
We kissed for so long that the stupid champagne had my head spinning as I looked up at her with blurry eyes as she pulled back from me.
“I just want someone,” I whined, shuddering as I clutched at her. “Why do Sin and Cas have people and I don’t?”
I hated drunk me. Drunk me was the fucking worst.
“What are you talking about?”
“Why does Sin get to be the one to protect you?” I choked out, rubbing my eyes again. “What about me? Why can’t I have someone who relies on me, who needs me? Someone who won’t leave me for another fucking omega?”
I needed to plug my mouth with hers again to stop any more cringey shit escaping.
“Kai, don’t you get it?” she asked, stroking my cheeks with her stupidly coarse thumbs.
“I’m your omega. I’ve always been your omega.
” Another whine echoed around the arbour as my heart spasmed.
I didn’t believe her for a fucking second.
“We shared the first bite, and we’ve been connected this whole time.
The main reason I stayed was because I needed you so much that I couldn’t stand being apart from you. ”
I snorted through my tears like some gross snotty bog monster. “Yeah, right. I’ve seen the way you look at Sin and Cas.”
“But I was yours first, Kai. You talked about me not listening to you, but can you hear me? I’m yours.”
Why did I have to whimper like that? Why couldn’t I brush her off like I always did? Why did I purr like a kitten as soon as she brought her lips to mine for the millionth time, and I sank into her like she was my fucking home?
I wished I could be with her without any of these bullshit complications. And by complications I meant the fact she slept with my alpha separately while Cas was with Camille instead of all of us together like a proper pack.
I gasped as she broke the kiss, clinging to her, bringing her back to me. I didn’t want her to leave.
“I need you, Kai. I can’t do any of this by myself,” she whispered as she scattered kisses on my cheeks and spun my mind.
“I don’t know how to be an omega, or even what’s happening to me.
I need you to accept me.” Her jaw clenched as she met me with a hard stare.
“I don’t think I can do anything unless you’re with me. ”
I was sure she was just stroking my ego and telling a drunk omega all the shit he wanted to hear so she could get me out of the rain. And it was fucking working.
She brought her lips closer to mine, sighing into me. “I bit you first.”
“Yeah, but I forced you into it.”
“Or maybe I was meant to bite you so we could end up here, together, with me telling you I’m so sorry for everything I’ve done to you.”
I closed my eyes, dragging in her scent like fucking air. “I’m the one who’s sorry, you idiot,” I murmured. “You have no idea what the fuck you even did.”
Her lips pressed against my eyelid so tenderly that I trembled at her touch.
“You’re going to ruin my makeup,” I grumbled at her, as if it wasn’t already fucked. But she ignored me, kissing my other eye.
It was when she wrapped her arms around my shoulders that I finally surrendered.
A deep moan cracked from me like a dying cat as I tried so fucking hard to hold on. All these pathetic whines tore out of me before I heaved in a breath and sobbed. Big fucking ugly sobs that I was going to cringe at for the rest of my life.
I buried my face in her shoulder, my body racking as all my bullshit vomited out of me in a stupid waterfall of drunken babbling as she held me.
And Jesus, the shit I streamed through. Everything hurt so much when I actually said out loud how lonely I was with them.
Her toes were probably crinkled from kneeling in a puddle of water for so long as I nuzzled her and scent marked her enough to get rid of vanilla and Sin.
And what did she do? She stroked my head and patted my back. Over and over again, like I was a stupid toddler who couldn’t control himself, all because she stole my pack with her fucking pussy.
“I hate you,” I gasped against her shoulder.
“Yeah, I know,” she replied, her pain as raw as mine. I wanted to feel her emotions so badly, to know if the ache in her voice was real or if she was just patronising me.
“You’re the absolute fucking worst.” I sniffled.
“Pretty much.”
“You can go die in a hole.”
“So you want me to leave?”
I paused against her, a shudder tearing through me.
“I didn’t say that,” I growled. But I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t want to admit how much I needed her right now.
“I’m so sorry,” she whispered again as she let me in, bringing on a fresh wave of tears from both of us.
“Shut up,” I mumbled against her chest, taking in a deep hit of brandy, and letting her carry me away. “Just shut the fuck up and hold me.”