Pack Darling Part One

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by Lola Rock


  “Why didn’t you leave me there?”

  Something breaks, a crash shaking the room, and a pathetic whimper slips out when I flinch.

  “Quiet!” Atlas barks.

  My throat shuts down. I press into the corner, my back digging into the bed rail as I hunch away from the sounds and bodies I can’t see. That I don’t want to see.

  The commotion stills.

  I feel the wires connected to my wrists, and whatever’s monitoring my heart beeps faster and faster.

  “We fucked up,” Hunter says at last.

  “I’m so sorry,” Orion says.

  “No. I’m sorry.” I have to make that clear. “I shouldn’t have gone into your nest during your heat. I should never—”

  “You’re our mate,” Finn growls.

  I swallow a lump of coal.

  So they know.

  But it’s too late.

  “I’m not. You have Orion.”

  There’s a commotion—four of them speaking at once, their scents tangling with their words, and I scent Jett too, even if he doesn’t say a thing. He’s already said plenty of words, and I don’t want to hear another sentence from the alpha voted most likely to break me. Again.

  “Gentlemen,” a firm female voice cuts off the chaos. “I need to examine my patient.”

  “I won’t leave her,” Orion insists, his weight shifting on the bed.

  His words ache in my chest.

  Lies.

  “You can go home.” I roll away from Orion, not caring when the wires tug. “Add my bills to my OCC tab. I’ll head back as soon as possible.” At least now that my heat’s over, I have months before I’m put in rotation.

  Plenty of time to plan my escape, even if waking up in Wyvern custody means it’ll be ten times harder to get away clean.

  “Lilah—” Atlas starts.

  An alpha-female growl cuts him off. “Out of my room. Now.”

  Orion pats my wrist, a touch I flinch away from, and then there’s shuffling as their steps fade. The door slams shut behind them.

  I let out a shaking breath.

  “Lilah. I’m Doctor Morgan. How are you feeling?” The woman’s voice softens. Her alpha energy should put me on edge when I’m this vulnerable, but it covers me more like a weighted blanket. She feels like the mother I should’ve had—not the one who threw me away.

  “Rough,” I admit, shimmying painfully back to the center of the bed. “What happened?”

  “You sustained a widespread chemical burn in addition to the backlash from your heat.”

  That explains why it feels like every muscle was meat-tenderized in a lava pit.

  “We sedated you for about twenty-four hours, which was long enough to ride out the last wave. This was your first heat?”

  “Yes.”

  She makes a concerned hmm that sends my anxiety spiking. “We need to run a few more tests, but your hormones are likely to be erratic for the next few months. Since this heat wasn’t satisfied, we can expect your next cycle to be more intense.”

  If the heat’s any more intense, it’ll have to take place in hell because that was already hot as Dante’s fucking inferno.

  “Do I have to have visitors?” I ask.

  “Absolutely not.”

  I let out a heavy breath. “Can you stop them from coming? I need...space.”

  “It’s done.” She pats my hand, and my bandaged eyes throb with unshed tears. “Rest. I’ll send in a nurse to check your bandages. No one else will bother you.”

  When the door opens, a wave of noise bursts in. All familiar voices.

  “Is she—?”

  “You can’t—!”

  “We’re her—”

  I sigh with gratitude to whoever soundproofed this place, because as soon as the door clicks shut, I’m left in silence.

  I need so much time and space away from Wyvern Pack, but their scents linger like proof that I’ll never escape my fate.

  I don’t want to make big decisions when I hurt so bad. Plus, the buzz that has flowers blooming behind my bandages says Doctor Morgan has me on the good drugs.

  All I know for sure is I’m done hiding.

  The world knows I’m an omega, and my scent’s going to have more than one pack begging for a taste.

  I don’t know if I can escape Wyvern Pack.

  I don’t know if I want to escape.

  What I do know?

  I never want to hurt like this again.

  And if the Wyverns want to beg for my forgiveness?

  I’d better see them on their knees.

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