Chapter 32
Chapter Thirty-Two
~Harlow~
THREE DAYS LATER
Leon feeds from me daily. I have only been taking half a suppressant at a time, but I am now officially out of suppressants and de-scenter, having just used the last of it.
I am antsy and am starting to feel withdrawal, big time.
My heat will come soon if I don't get my hands on some more suppressants.
I shake the last remnants from the can Leon gave me the other day as I sneak out of the storage room at the loading docks and to the front of the building.
Passing security, the guard grabs my arm, and I jump as he inhales deeply.
I rip my arm from his grip and glare at him.
"Girlie, you have a death wish going to work smelling like that," he purrs.
He is only a Beta male, and my scent doesn't affect him as much.
The fact it affects him at all makes me gulp, knowing I am about to step into an office with four brooding Alphas.
I rush to the elevator and jab the button to my floor.
When I reach the top, I open up the window and blast the air conditioning before spraying the air freshener all over me in an effort to mask my scent some more.
Yet, the moment they step out of the elevator, I grip my desk to remain in my seat.
Their Alpha scent calls to me and their powerful auras make my knees weak.
Lust slithers its way through me. I know what estrus does to an Omega, but I didn't realize how powerful it gets—especially having never gone through it before.
Luckily, though, they seem distracted, and the air freshener makes them cough and sputter.
"Fuck, open the damn window," Rhen chokes on the lavender and citrus spray.
It is bad. I sprayed enough that even my eyes burn, yet I can't move. Knowing if I do, I will drop to my knees before them. I wrangle myself under control as they walk off into the conference room, down by the end of the hall.
They spend most of the morning in a Skype meeting, which offers a little reprieve, when I start to feel ridiculously hot and uncomfortable.
Sneaking down the hall, I rush to the bathroom, needing to wet my face and cool down.
Is the serum and Thane's proximity making this worse?
It comes on so fast that I am panting by the time I get a whiff of his lingering scent in the hall.
I freeze in place when the door opens and Thane and Rhen step into the hall. They freeze, and I clutch my stomach.
"You did not come to work during fucking estrus," Thane roars angrily, and I whimper, my knees going out from under me as he smashes me with his aura.
Thane stalks toward me, and Rhen races to catch him by the arm as he reaches for my hair. His growl is thunderous.
"One fucking rule, Omega. One, and you couldn't fucking obey it!" Thane bellows.
Tears prick my eyes, and a yelp escapes me as Rhen slams Thane against the wall when he tries to grab me again.
Raidon and Leon rush out a side office, and I hear them gasp before Raidon shoves Leon into the closest office, holding the door closed as he growls, beating on it.
"You send my mates into a rut, I will fucking kill you," Thane sneers at me.
"Get her fucking suppressants," Thane snaps and shoves Rhen. Rhen moves toward my handbag, and I whimper.
"I'm out!" I cry, and Rhen stops.
"What? Why wouldn't you get more?" Thane demands.
"Because a script is $700. Money that I don't have!" I growl back. Only it turns to a whimper when he hits me with his aura.
"Thane, you're hurting her," Raidon says, his voice almost sounding pained. Yet Thane is livid.
"I'll take her to get some more. Just calm down. Everyone needs to calm down," Rhen says, gripping my arms. Yet the moment he touches me, a whiny moan leaves me, and he lets me go, making me fall against the ground.
"Fuck!" Rhen growls, and I look up to see his eyes bleed black.
Thane storms off, enraged. "Call Leila and tell her to bring up some de-scenter. Then take her to get her the suppressants," Raidon says while I writhe on the floor in agony.
Thane walking away causes pain to ripple through every cell, as if it’s an outright rejection.
I try to stifle the whimper that leaves me, but it is pointless.
Everyone remains frozen in place until Leila arrives, dousing me in so much de-scenter it burns my hypersensitive skin, and I choke on the fumes.
Yet the tension lessens in Raidon and Rhen when my scent is muted.
Leon, however, is still smashing on the door Raidon is barricading, wanting to be let out.
Rhen reaches down, gripping my arm tightly and yanking me to my feet.
He shoves me toward the elevator and I stagger, barely catching myself with a hand on the wall.
He jabs the button on the elevator while I try to breathe through the pain coursing through me.
When the doors open, he shoves me inside and I move to the back of the elevator.
His body is tense, and he growls as he tries to remain as far away from me as the small space will allow.
"There is a pharmacy two minutes away. Have you got a script?"
I shake my head. Usually, I have others get the scripts for me. Rhen growls, but I can't exactly tell him my ID is fake, now, can I?
"Great, Zara. You’ve put me in a fucking horrid position right now," he snarls as if I have any control over my body.
When the doors open, Rhen grabs my arm, pulling me through the foyer quickly and outside into the fresh air. The cool breeze only gives a brief reprieve as he hauls me down the street toward the pharmacy.
When I feel my toes curl and my pupils dilate, I know I am in serious trouble.
My hands clutch Rhen's shirt. He stiffens and stops.
His nostrils flare as he picks up my scent before his eyes dart around nervously.
He curses, ripping off his jacket in the hopes it would cover my scent as he tucks me beside him, draping it over me.
My fingers sneak into his untucked shirt and I moan.
Even that small amount of contact causes slick to dampen my thighs and ruin my pants; as if this isn't embarrassing enough.
Rhen growls but grips my hand, shoving it inside his shirt to try to let it lessen the effects of my heat.
Growls and auras suddenly fill the air, supercharging it and making me hyper aware of the heat raging through me.
Goosebumps rise on my entire body at the charged air, and despite my best efforts to not react, it still affects me.
It’s a promise that will end my pain, no matter how much my rationality fights it.
Rhen curses when we hear other Alphas picking up my scent and he shoves me down a small alleyway between two stores, hiding me behind a dumpster.
"I swear if Thane punishes me for this, you'll cop it," he snarls at me, and I wonder what he means. He starts yanking at my pants, and my eyes widen in horror. No!
"Stop!" I grit out.
"I'm trying to help you. Unless you want every fucking Alpha hunting you down?" Rhen snarls, but I panic at the thought of losing my virginity next to a smelly dumpster.
Rhen rips at the button on my pants, trying to undo them when my hand moves.
The sound of my hand connecting with his face echoes in the small space.
My palm stings and his head whips to the side, but he stops.
The growl that leaves him is menacing as he turns his face back to look at me.
I glare at him only to whimper at the murderous look he gives me, shocked that I just slapped him.
I slapped my boss! And not just any boss, but a fucking Alpha!