Mate
Chapter thirteen
"We need an omega to help you and Dean," Kienan said quickly. He stood his ground, dark eyes locked on mine.
Rip him to pieces. Challenge the alpha. Destroy him. A whimper pulled me up. My omega. She needed me.
"Protect."
Without waiting for a response, I crouched and scooped her into my arms. My lip curled. Too light. She needed food. But first, comfort.
Lemon filled my nose. I buried my face in her light hair. So good. My cock hardened, but I ignored it. Nest. Then food. A grumble rippled through me. Who would watch her? I couldn't be in two places at once.
"FOOD!" I snapped at the two alphas behind me. Then I ran upstairs. It was too easy. She weighed nothing in my arms. To be sure, I barked, "Food!" one more time.
My room. It would be her nest. Full of her alpha's scent.
"Don't hurt me, please," she said quietly.
I stiffened. "Never." The promise sank into my bones. Never hurt your mate.
My room was simple, but the bed was soft. I put her in the middle and started to wrap her up in all the blankets. More blankets. More pillows from the hall closet.
Scents. Mates need scents. I pulled shirts from my laundry and piled them on top of her. A sniff mixed lemon and birch and stone. Good.
My mate. She was finally here.