Chapter Sixty-Four
Evan
“Grace isn’t okay,” I informed Wes, as Riley used me as a pillow. We were in a room at the Bureau that was probably used to hold omegas, with some fluffy couches and soft lighting. Wrappers from snacks and sandwiches, as well as empty cups, littered the low table.
Pimm, our wellbeing assessor, sat in a chair nearby on her tablet. She was basically the inter-dimensional Blanket Brigade, and we’d had a great conversation about it before Riley got too tired and wanted to sleep.
Riley and I had been kept together this entire time, which was nice, but I was glad Wes was now with us.
I wished all of us were together. Though from what I’d felt a little bit ago, it seemed like Grace was with Brennan and being taken care of. Yes, I’d like some of that when we got out of here.
Wes rubbed his chest and frowned. “Well, yeah, Rosalind isn’t dead.”
“At least you got to punch her,” I replied.
“And you saved her, thank you.” He kissed me.
“She’s my mate. Though I think I’m going to need a really long, hot bath with her tomorrow. I’m not as young as I used to be,” I chuckled.
“Anything for you.” Wes cupped my face with his hand. “It was scary seeing her taken, but when I saw you go after her, I knew she’d be okay.”
That feeling that something was wrong with Grace continued to dig under my skin. What was it? Was she spiraling? It would be pretty easy for her to spiral with all of this.
“She’s sick, I think.” Wes’ brows knit together.
I reached out through the bond. Brennan was frantic, Jett was determined, and she was…
Fuck.
“Pimm, I think Grace might need, um, medical attention,” I finally hissed. “Can you check on her?”
Pimm got up and went to the door and spoke to someone. She came back to us.
“Grace has left with two of your family. The other is waiting for you. Agent Cora is just finalizing everything, and then you all can go home,” she said.
“Good.” Shit. I didn’t have my phone. If Grace was going into heat, we were going to need someone to take care of Riley.
“Grace left without us?” Wes frowned.
“I’m pretty sure that she’s going into heat. I’m guessing they let her go home with Brennan and Jett.” At least they let her leave.
“Oh. We’re going to need to be so fucking careful,” Wes breathed.
We sat there and waited, as any doubt I might have had of her going into heat left.
“Fuck.” Wes squirmed.
Yeah, I felt that, too.
Finally, the door opened, and Agent Cora walked in. “Everything has been settled. You’re free to go. Please don’t go far. We might have more questions.”
Riley sat up. “We can leave? Fuck-a-doodle.”
My sister gathered up the things Pimm had given her, which included a plushie, a blanket, and star-shaped candies. Not only had they let her stay with me because she was a minor, thetas were also considered precious–and apparently quite valuable to the Authority.
Jett came in and tossed everyone their phones. “Come on, Lexi is waiting.”
“Thanks for the snacks, Pimm.” Riley waved.
“You’re welcome. If you reconsider, let me know,” she replied.
“Thank you, Pimm.” Yeah, I was pretty sure my sister didn’t want to leave this world to go to the Authority Academy, but it was a nice offer considering Pimm would have to petition on Riley’s behalf because our world was Class IV.
“Lexi?” Wes asked, as we left the room.
“Yeah, Brennan and Spencer took his car. Um, Riley, we think Grace is going into heat. So, once we get home, we need you to pack and go with Lexi and the chicks. I think Spence has called you out of work for tomorrow and Monday, but you can go if you want. Sorry, we weren’t expecting it. ” Jett led us down the hall.
Riley whistled. “Poon patrol time. Got it. Don’t want to be around for that.”
“Yeah, not sure you’re using poon patrol right,” Jett chuckled.
“You’ll be okay?” I asked.
She rolled her eyes. “I can amuse myself. Text me when it’s over. Considering work is in a couple of hours, I will probably sleep. But I’ll go on Monday. We’re supposed to code shit with Blaise. As for the weekend, I have plans with Hiro, Marcos, and Kilroy.”
Lexi was waiting for us at the curb in a brand new SUV.
“Wow. Baby-mobile?” Wes asked as we got in.
“I mean, we know you can’t fit three car seats in a sports car,” Jett added.
“Yes.” Lexi yawned. “Shit, I must love you fuckers.”
“Same.” Riley ate some candy.
“Do I even want to know why you’re at the Bureau of Investigation in the middle of the night? Though I saw the video of Evan’s epic motorcycle chase.” Lexi took a sip of coffee as we drove away.
“Grace’s brothers and her mom showed up, chaos ensued,” Wes replied.
Jett blinked. “Does Lexi know about, you know?”
“Did I never mention that? I mean, she’s literally a detective because she discovered that she had a knack for it while helping me try to find Grace.” Wes pulled me close.
I got a jolt of pleasure through the bond. Grace and Brennan were fucking. Mmmm. Yeah, I absolutely wanted some of that.
Getting on my phone, I canceled my appointments and let Claire know I’d be out for a few days. Monday? Spencer thought we’d be done by Monday?
We got home. I brought in the groceries Spencer had ordered, Jett took Grace’s things upstairs and then got the chicken stuff for Lexi. Riley packed her things.
Already, I could smell them downstairs. I itched to join them, but I needed to see Riley off.
Lexi got some juice out of the fridge and poured herself a glass.
Wes was on his phone. He frowned. “They’re not answering.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s not how heats work.” Lexi chuckled as she finished the juice.
“It’s Brennan and Spencer. Those are the world’s most in-control alphas. I’m surprised Spencer hasn’t come up.” Wes got a basket out of the pantry. “We should bring snacks, right? Usually Spencer packs the snacks.”
“Yes, water, sports drinks, snacks.” Jett held up the box of chicks. “I’ll put this in your car.”
“Oh, they’re babies,” Lexi cooed. “When did you get chicks?”
“Brennan and Grace just got them.” I put some things in the basket. Gummy bears. Protein bars. Meat sticks. Chips. Cookies. Water bottles. Vitamin waters. Sports drinks. Yeah, that should work.
Wes grabbed the basket. “I’m going to take these down. Bye, Lexi. Thanks.”
“Anytime.” Lexi put her glass in the sink.
“Okay, see you down there,” I replied as he disappeared down the stairs with the basket.
“Ready.” Riley came into the kitchen. “Love you, you doofus.”
“Love you, too, Ri.” I hugged Riley. “Thank you, Lexi.”
Jett went out to the car with the chickens. I went upstairs, put on something more comfortable than my torn clothes, gathered a few things, and went down to the kitchen.
Shit, they were having a good time, and I squirmed. Soon. I’d be with them soon.
In the kitchen, Wes held a drill, and Jett had some lock-picking tools.
“What’s wrong?” Those weren’t my preferred heat accessories.
“They locked us out. We can’t find the key.” Wes frowned, hurt coming through the bond. “I called and knocked and everything.”
“There’s no key, remember. They locked us out?
Oh, that’s weird. Maybe they wanted her to feel safe and forgot we needed a new lock?
Let's go pick some locks.” Yeah, had been next on the to-do list. I followed them down the stairs to the basement and was hit with a wall of their scent and felt something well up inside me.
“She smells okay, right? Not sick?” Wes seemed a little nervous.
“Grace smells fantastic,” I agreed. Mmmm, I needed some of that. Yes, I needed to make a whole lot of Grace sandwiches. I’d make her heat so good.
Jett paused. “Brennan doesn’t feel okay.”
“What? He feels like he’s having a great time,” I replied, as we headed toward the nest. I was a little curious about Brennan and Spencer being with her. Sure, they were both alphas, which made sense, but it’s not like they were used to working together.
“Too great.” Jett’s look grew concerned.
Too great? How could he be having too much fun fucking Grace? Such a thing didn’t exist.
I sniffed the air again, trying to get the undercurrents. Oh? “Brennan? In rut?”
Huh. I could count the times he’d been in rut on one hand. Even when he let go during a heat, he rarely went into rut.
Something blazed through me, like sweet fire, lighting up my soul.
“Did he just bond her?” Wes rubbed his chest, running toward the nest.
“We’ll get to her. She’s okay with them,” Jett soothed as we got to the door. He banged on it. “Bren, it’s us, let us in.”
There was no answer.
Jett got out the lock picks. The urge to push Wes up against the wall and make out with him consumed me. The scents, the pheromones, the feelings, it was so much. A little whine slipped from my lips as the urge to fuck and be fucked consumed me.
“I know. I feel it too. It’s not Brennan bonding with her. It’s that my mate is in heat and I need to be there.” Wes brought me to his chest and held me tight.
It was a completely understandable feeling. I wanted to be with her too, and I wasn’t an alpha.
“This was why I thought we should install an electronic lock down here that we can open with our phones. But no, since we hardly use it, no one thought we needed one,” Jett sighed, as he struggled with the lock picks.
“Should I just kick it down?” I asked. “I’m feeling pretty capable after tonight.”
“If I drill the pins out, we can at least close it. I’m worried if we break the door that she might not feel safe and it will interrupt her heat and she’ll get sick,” Wes replied.
“True.” I sucked in a breath as it felt like they started again. But then knots could deflate faster during heats, especially when female omegas were involved.
“Should I get out the drill? I’m pretty sure we have the right bits.” Wes started kissing me.
Yes, please.
“Wait… come on, be a good lock for me,” Jett muttered.
There was noise coming from the room. And not just sex noises.
“Grace keeps singing about dicks to the tune of Volkov.” Jett chuckled. “Okay, almost there… Yes, talk to me.”
Jett opened the door and…
“Oh, fuck.” Need swept through me hard enough to make my knees buckle.
The scent of alpha rut and omega heat made me whine. Grace was on her back, legs in the air. It looked like both Spencer and Brennan were fucking her at the same time.
Jett put away his lock picks. “Close the door and turn on the air filter.”
But all I could do was stare at her. Brennan kissed her. She stopped singing, her mouth on his shoulder. More sweet fire rushed through my soul.
She bonded him back.
A door clicked and a fan whirred.
He placed a couple of water bottles and snacks on the table and then went into the anteroom to load up the mini-fridge.
I put the things I’d brought now on the couch. As I got out a pack of tablets, I whined.
The two of them cuddled her tight. Their purrs filled the room. Awww, Brennan and Spencer looked so cute snuggled up to her.
Grace giggled and kissed them as they talked softly. She looked up and noticed us. A big smile crossed her face. She made grabby hands. “There you are! More dick, please.”
Spencer shot Wes an annoyed look.
Brennan scowled at Wes as well. But his look grew soft as his gaze fell to me. “Hi, Love.”
“Evan has been so good, you should suck his cock as a reward, Peaches.” Wes shoved me to her as she started singing about dicks again.
Sounds good to me. Take my cock, Peaches.
“Here, everyone needs one.” I popped one of tablets in my mouth and took one to give Grace. We didn’t need any post-heat UTIs. I passed the package to Wes.
Taking off my clothes as I went over to the bed, I realized Brennan and Spencer had been fucking her pussy together and now were locked inside her.
“Want my dick? You look so pretty being knotted by your alphas. Take this first.” Kneeling on the bed, I put the dissolving tablet in her mouth.
She took it without question.
“That’s my peaches.” I fed her my cock, tangling my hands in her hair. She was warm, flushed, and smelled of eau d’fuck me alpha and a little extra. Yeah, our peaches was in heat.
“I want my Boo-Bear, too,” she whined, my cock still in her mouth.
“Of course you do. You’ll get him,” I soothed.
“I’m right here.” A naked Wes climbed onto the bed with her.
She beamed at me. Brennan growled a little.
“I’m not taking her from you, I just want to share.” Wes put his hands up in surrender.
Jett’s arms wrapped around my waist, his cock poking against my ass. “Do you need me, Baby?”
I leaned back and kissed him. “Always.”