Chapter 27
Noelle
No, this is all wrong. I can’t go into heat now—Nana needs me! We… we were supposed to enjoy and celebrate Christmas together…
I can’t, I refuse!
Another cramp racks through my body, and a strangled, disembodied wail tears from my throat next. I don’t even know where the hell that sound came from.
A deep, primal need inside me cries for a knot, but my head and heart want out of this.
Stupid Omega. Why did you have to pick the market to go into heat all of a sudden? And in front of all those people?
She’s too busy turning and twisting in turmoil to pay any attention to me, and only a few words come from her now.
"Knot! Knot! Alphas! Need Alpha’s knot!"
A coldness trickles down my body when it finally dawns on me. I need a knot… And the only Alphas in close range are the Wynter Pack.
The Alphas who once hurt me and dumped me in the cold. But they are here now, right by my side.
I should have seen this coming, but I suppose I was too distracted with Nana and coming back home to Silverpine.
Silverpine doesn’t have heat clinics. So, it’s not as if I could check myself into one. No. I am going to have to get through this pain the old-fashioned way (not through silicone).
Drat.
“It’s okay, Noelle,” Robin warbles somewhere close by, and I open my eyes a sliver to find his spectacled gaze.
He's blurry like a mirage, and in that moment, he looks like an angel. Someone dabs my forehead with a wet cloth, and I rotate my head to the right. I find Frost’s glowing blue eyes, and a tight smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.
“Hey, Bronte.”
Fuck. That name. It makes my Omega shudder in places I haven’t felt in years. Not at least since we were all last together.
We all once worked so well. But it’s been ten years. Would we still have chemistry?
Another cramp runs through me, and my back arcs off the bed.
“Where the hell is Shepard when you need him?” Frost grumbles as I shut my eyes in pain.
Yeah, my Omega wants to know, too.
I try to think, and I get a flashback of his back as he leaves for the door. Robin told him to get blankets and candy. That much I remember.
And I also begged him to come back. Embarrassment courses through me, but it’s soon washed away when another cramp takes hold.
“Fuck!” I pant, gasping for air.
Frost snorts. “Good to see you’re still in there somewhere, Bronte.”
I grit through clenched teeth, “Shut up, and one of you knot me. Now.”
Both Alphas freeze, and somewhere, I hear a pin drop. The sounds of the market echo in the distance—screaming from the rollercoasters, and the muted beat of music. At least everyone else is having a good time.
I will miss the fireworks. I just hope Nana gets a good view.
Robin flusters, pushing the glasses up his nose. “N-Noelle…”
I find the burning blue of his eyes behind his glasses. “It’s for the best, Robin. Look at me… I’m all twisted up like a pretzel… and not the good kind of pretzel, either. One of you needs to knot me and shut my Omega up.”
Another bout of awkward silence. For the love of all that is ungodly. One. Of. You. Knot. Me. Now. Or else! I don’t know… I will burst into tears or something.
I’m not much of a threat when I am like this. Crying is my greatest weapon.
Frost releases a gritty sigh, rubbing between his brows. Robin finds his voice, “Are you sure this is what you want, Noelle?”
I find those blue, blue eyes again. “We were going to make a go at this again, right? So, we may as well start now. This is your chance. All of you.”
Robin and Frost look at each other, then. I can tell they’re deciding on who gets the honor of knotting me.
Frost sighs, resigning at last. “You…”
Robin widens his eyes. Even I’m a little piqued.
Frost glances down at me. “Look… I hurt you the most back then. I’ve been shitty to you these past few weeks, too. So, I don’t deserve to be the first to give you my knot.”
My Omega’s heart breaks in two at that sad declaration, and she just wants to comfort her Alpha.
Ex Alpha. For now.
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
Robin hangs his head, and I can tell he is torn. In the end, I reach up, yanking on his tie as I drag him to my lips.
Now I fill his mouth with my tongue, hardly giving him a chance to catch his breath, and he mumbles something. I bite on his lip to shut him up.
It doesn’t take him long to melt into the kiss, and soon he wraps his arms around me, letting his Alpha take over.
A rumble sounds in his chest, vibrating right through me, and it hits that secret part inside me. The one that yearns to be touched.
With shaking fingers, I start unbuttoning his blouse. Robin shucks off his jacket, tossing it unceremoniously to the side, and he doesn’t even bother to fold it up—shocker. Then he takes off his pants, letting me get my first eyeful of that chest.
Damn. And I thought he was ripped back then…
The boy has definitely become a man as I run my fingers all over him, brushing ever so slightly over the defined sections of his abdominal muscles.
He's at half-mast, and when I chew my lip, he extends toward me.
Robin growls, his voice thick and deep with lust. “You could ruin a man with that look, Noelle.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing him closer again as I hook my legs around his waist. His engorged head kisses my folds, and I hum in satisfaction, scraping my claws along his back.
He responds in kind, giving a deep thrust of his hips, and it’s like no time has passed between us. He fits inside me like a jigsaw piece, thrusting in and out as he remembers all the exact angles I love, all the ways to make me purr and moan.
When he brings me to my peak, I’m sure fireworks explode. Literally and figuratively.
It looks like they started the fireworks.
Robin’s hips buck next, and then he rushes to his peak, falling over the edge with me. Pleasure streams through me, shaking up and down my body until my muscles seize, and then I throw my head back as his knot swells.
A sigh escapes me, and then my eyes shut as I lie back on the pillow, passing out as the first wave of my heat dissipates.
This, right here…
I will cherish this moment always.
As I drift off fully knotted, the last thing I recall is Robin’s deep, sensuous voice and the rich scent of gingerbread with its chocolate notes.
“Sleep now, angel. We will still be here when you wake.”