Page 75 of Talk About… Dramay

The whines stopped and I pressed my ear to his chest as it rumbled in a purr just for me.

Two more purrs joined in, Tate and Hudson right there with us even as this alpha held me. Warm fingers wrapped around mine, my fingers brushing over the rings adorning them. Lane.

Then someone kneaded my shoulders from behind, squeezing just the way Roman knew I liked it.

My pack was whole and they were with me.

I wasn’t alone.

As time passed, my emotions went from crazy to settled and I curled in on myself in shame.

“Hey, none of that. Don’t hide from us,” Roman urged, rubbing up and down my spine. “Nothing to be embarassed about.”

“I was crazy,” I groaned, the sound muffled by Cameron’s hoodie as I burrowed in further.

“It was a heat spike,” Tate said. “That’s not a rational time for an omega and you certainly didn’t scare us away. Though, your alpha here might be kicking his own ass over it.”

“God, Ori,” Cameron choked out. I’d never once in my life seen an alpha cry outside of a funeral.

Yet my alpha was crying for me. For what he did.

“I never wanted this, any of this.”

“I know,” I offered, though it meant little.

“Will you ever trust me again?” he asked in a quiet whisper that broke my heart a little more.

“Someday,” I replied, knowing deep down it was true. “In time.”

“I’ll leave notes next time, more than one if I have to. Or I’ll wake you and tell you I’m leaving,” he promised. “Oh, and I can put a tracking app on our phones so no matter where I am, you can see me.”

He didn’t wait for a reply before shifting to grab his phone from his pocket. I watched quietly as Lane moved to fetch mine and hand it over.

“Add all of us,” he said. “Make sure she knows we’re all in.”

I was so out of it, head a mess, that all I could do was watch as my pack took my freakout in stride and did everything they could to make sure I knew it changed nothing, that they wanted me settled and happy.

“Alright, done. Everyone is here,” Cameron said, flipping his screen to show all six of our dots on the screen.

“Thank you,” I whispered before burrowing back into his chest. His rumbles only get louder and eventually, sleep pulled me under again.

Roman

The feelingthat hit me in the shower was enough to steal my breath. That pain was fathomless, going on forever like there was no end.

How did she endure that for so long?

Fuck.

I rubbed my chest where the phantom pain was as I looked down at the sleeping omega. Her red hair was wild and her face makeup free so her freckles were on display. She was gorgeous, even with the dark circles under her eyes.

At least she was peacefully sleeping now.

The whole thing genuinely scared me for a minute. She was out of her mind and there was no way to fix it. I was helpless and it was humbling.

But then we were all here. Tate took control and made me call Cameron, then he was here, too.

I lifted my gaze to find Tate’s. He looked a little haunted but met my gaze, giving me a reassuring smile, his hand finding my shoulder and giving it a squeeze.