8. Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight
Isadora
“ S he can’t,” Anders snapped.
Once again, he annoyed me with just his tone.
I didn’t know what was happening, but something must be wrong with me.
My skin was too hot to the touch. I felt feverish and breathless as if something nasty had come over me in the past hour.
Do they have crazy bugs in Sweden? This felt pretty much like a crazy mysterious Amazon bug.
Funny that after a lifetime in Brazil, I never got bitten by a crazy Amazon bug, but I was considering that happening here on the other side of the ocean. Maybe my brains weren’t working either.
“It won’t stop being true just because you’re stubborn,” Per argued, his hand coming to delicately touch my forehead.
I blinked at him. He was so handsome, especially this close.
Lovely green eyes framed by black-rimmed glasses and shockingly black hair that looked so soft I wanted to ask him about his hair routine.
He dressed really cute too, with a button-up and a vest. He looked like someone you bring to your parents’, very different from Anders.
“Let me check her,” the man who I let finger me said.
Sven. His name was Sven.
Even in my feverish state, I couldn’t forget so easily the look of disgust he showed in his handsome features when he found out who I was. I jerked from his touch as he approached, and his lips closed in a flat line.
“I’m a doctor,” he said.
My jaw was tense, and my eyes narrowed. I was a skittish cat for sure. I didn’t trust men. Not only the ones my dad told me not to trust but most of them in general. Like many bisexuals, I loved all women and resented my desire for men.
Sven touched my forehead at first too, and then brought his fingers down my jaw. He grunted under his breath before going to a bag left at the side of the couch and coming back with a thermometer, which he put under my clothes and arm without asking permission, and a stethoscope around his neck.
His eyes darted around my body, but he seemed detached from the action.
He tipped my head up and brought a light to my pupils, and it was almost like he wasn’t looking at me properly.
I, on the other hand, wasn’t detached at all from everything that just happened.
My pussy was still soaking wet, feeling hollow and needy, while my whole body trembled and shivered at every touch of his.
My skin was hot and damp, and my mind was full of perverted scenarios.
Many involved the doctor examining me. The schoolteacher had a worried frown, and the asshole scowled at me.
I should stop. They were my seniors by more than twenty years, and if that wasn’t bad enough, they were my dad’s old friends.
The very people who hated my father for leaving them behind.
Sven, Per, and Anders were the last people I should be fantasizing about, but my mind was a freight train, and every stop was dirty.
Finally, Sven stopped touching me and stepped back, placing the stethoscope around his neck again. His eyes found me again, not like before, like I wasn’t a person, but it was like I was back in front of him.
“So?” I asked when he didn’t say anything for a torturous minute.
His shoulders went high as he broke eye contact with me and looked from Per to Anders instead. “Yes, it all indicates she started her heat.”
Per let out a breath that turned into a whistle while he removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Anders had the opposite reaction. Whatever the heat meant, he acted like it was a personal offense.
“She can't be on her heat,” he snapped. “It only kicks off when she’s with her pack.”
Sven shrugged. “I’ve heard stories before. Look outside, if anything will kick-start a heat…”
“Excuse me.” Per chuckled. “That doesn’t sound very scientific, Doctor. You’re saying that the northern lights started her heat?”
“I bet his fingers inside her cunt didn’t fucking help,” Anders spat.
And even through the fog of desire, I winced at the way he threw that out so carelessly.
It wasn’t my finest moment, no, but I hated the way he made it sound even worse.
I narrowed my eyes at Anders, standing up at once and tipping my chin at him.
He might be double my size, but I wasn’t going to keep my mouth shut while they talked about me like I wasn’t in the room.
“Hey!” I stood with my arms open. “Can someone explain what is happening?”
Sven looked at me with more than disdain for the first time since he discovered who I was. “You don’t know what heat means?”
Anders answered for me. “She knows very little.”
That stung. I knew a few things. In general, I was very resourceful. I knew they weren’t saying I was an idiot, but still, it poked my pride a little. “When my dad was on his deathbed trying to explain this whole thing, he might have missed a few details.”
“Karl is dead?” Sven asked me, but his eyes went to Per and Anders.
I wasn’t the best person to deliver bad news. It was Dad and me for so long that I had forgotten that other people might have feelings about his death. I needed to remember that people in this village knew him too. Fuck, didn’t Anders say I had grandparents? Oh, that would be a nightmare.
But one nightmare at a time.
“Someone tell me why I feel like I’m a volcano ready to explode!”
My voice carried more emotion than I wanted to show. Usually, I kept things buried deep inside and forced a mask of cool to get people off my scent. No one got to see the emotional mess I was. Someone who would pack their bags and cross the ocean just for a chance to keep my childhood home.
I knew I was a sap. These men didn’t need to know.
Before my face cracked in a horrifying cry, I pushed it all so tight that every muscle in my body shook in protest. “Tell me,” I gritted out.
“When an omega finds her pack, their scent matches, and it pushes her into heat,” Per explained. “It’s just a biological reaction.”
“This fever I feel?”
A thin coat of sweat covered my skin, my heart beat climbed at every word spoken inside this house, and I rubbed my chest as if I could stop from flying off my rib cage.
“It shouldn’t have started now,” Sven said as an almost delicate apology.
Damn, it was so soft I forgot for a second they all seemed to hate me. “So I’m not just an omega, but a defective one?”
The quality of my voice was too soft, too vulnerable. I snapped my mouth closed and forced a scowl over my features. I didn’t want to be soft, especially around people who hated my father and me.
“It doesn’t matter.” I shrugged before any of them could reply. “You’re a doctor. Is there anything I can take?”
He looked from me to his packmates, a look that said more than a thousand words, and I hated to be the one left behind. Not only did I not understand what was happening to my body but I also had this feeling right in the pit of my stomach that they knew more about me than I knew about myself.
I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, my thighs rubbing together, trying to ease the ache between my legs. Anders’s gaze turned to me again, fury in his eyes telling me he disliked the fact that I was doing that for myself too. As if rubbing my pussy on his couch was something of great offense.
So I rubbed harder, my eyes on him, challenging. His hands closed into a fist, a vein popped right on his temple, and my sensitive nipples rubbed against the fabric of my T-shirt, pushing me harder and further into an orgasm.
Per coughed, and my eyes found his. He looked pained, not irritated like Anders, just pained as if I was hurting him. I stopped for a second. I didn’t want to annoy him. He was being half decent.
“Your perfume is strong, forgive me.” He choked out his words.
Forgive him? My eyes lowered from his face down to his chest and finally landed on the tent of his pants. That was some erection. The other men were faring the same. I checked myself—one crotch after the other.
It must be the crazy I felt with the heat because I didn’t feel shy in the slightest to be ogling their goods. If anything, I wanted to hump the couch a little more, maybe open my legs just a bit—
“There are few house medicines.” Sven interrupted my perverted ideas. “It’s very rare for an omega to awaken without their chosen pack.”
“But it happened.” Anders said as if any of us were arguing that. “And now we have to deal with it.”
“I’ll draw you a bath.” Per dipped his chin and disappeared upstairs.