To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462: Stars in your eyes

FIA

I sat propped against the headboard, a cup of tea balanced in my hands. The Omega who had been attending to me hovered nearby, refilling the pot even though I hadn’t asked.

The door opened, and Cian walked in.

His eyes found mine immediately. Something in his expression shifted when he saw me there, safe and whole and drinking tea like a normal person.

The Omega noticed him too. She set the teapot down carefully and bowed.

"I’ll leave you both to talk, Alpha Cian."

And then she left before either of us could respond. The door clicked shut behind her with soft finality.

Cian crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from him. Close enough that the bond hummed between us with comfortable familiarity.

"How are you feeling?"

I took a sip of tea. The warmth spread through my chest in a way that had nothing to do with temperature.

"Tired. Sore. Alive." I set the cup on the nightstand. "Better now that you’re here, though."

He reached for my hand. His fingers threaded through mine and squeezed gently.

"I’ve been thinking," he said. "About getting away for a while. Taking you somewhere we can breathe without worrying about the next disaster."

"Next disaster?"

"Well... Not in that sense. It is just that heat season is coming and..."

I tilted my head, studying his face. "What did you have in mind?"

I had completely forgotten about heat season if I was being honest. There had been a lot more on my mind than biological imperative.

"There’s a place called Moonhaven. It’s a resort built specifically for werewolves. Private suites. Heavy security. Beautiful grounds." His thumb traced circles against the back of my hand. "It’s popular during heat season. Designed for mated pairs who want isolation and, most importantly, safety. For both parties."

The implication settled over me slowly. I knew why he was behaving this way. The biological imperative that hit Omegas hardest. The time when pheromones and instinct took over in ways that could be overwhelming for everyone involved.

"The heat is that close?"

"Yes. We have tomorrow to leave. Omegas usually feel it first." His eyes searched my face. "Do you feel any different?"

I looked at him. Really looked at him. Took in the concern written across his features and the careful way he held himself. Like he was bracing for something difficult.

Then I smiled.

"How different am I supposed to feel?"

The words came out teasing. Light. I watched his expression shift as he processed the question and decided whether I was being serious or not.

He didn’t bite. Instead, he rubbed my hand again, and his gaze dropped to where our fingers were joined.

"I did wonder what it was like for you in Silvercreek," he said quietly. "Given how your father was, would he have made provisions? Did he?"

The question pulled something tight in my chest. Memories I hadn’t touched in a while surfaced unbidden. My father’s coldness and what he supposedly called practicality.

"He did." I kept my voice even. "I guess I could say he loved my mother in a way. He made sure I had what I needed during heat seasons while she was alive. It would soil an Alpha’s honor if your second bride was taken by another man in the ’heat’ of the moment because of her nature. Not that his solution was kind. It consisted of locked rooms... Suppressants when necessary."

Cian’s jaw tightened slightly.

"However, when my mother passed, he stopped." The words came easier than I expected. "Not that there was any issue at that point. I had a mate by then."

The bond flared hot and sharp between us. Jealousy poured through it before Cian could lock it down. The emotion hit me square in the chest and made my breath catch.

I squeezed his hand.

"All that is in the past, though." I shifted closer, bringing our joined hands up between us. "I’m glad I will spend this moment with you. Not him. Not anyone else. Just you."

Some of the tension bled from his shoulders. He looked at me again, and something vulnerable flickered across his face.

"I’m afraid," he admitted. "Of how rough I could be. The beast doesn’t always listen to reason during heat. Especially with Omega pheromones involved." He paused. "You’ll most likely have to use the provisions."

"Provisions?" I asked.

"Yeah. Moonhaven makes provisions for platinum chains in its suite. I believe it will come in handy as I don’t want to hurt you or the baby."

The concern in his voice made something warm bloom in my chest. I couldn’t help it. I chuckled.

"I don’t think it will get to that."

He laughed too. The sound came surprised and genuine. Like he hadn’t expected me to find any humor in the situation.

"You say that now," he said. "Wait until you’re actually in the middle of it."

I leaned forward and kissed him.

Our lips met like we’d both waited too long. There was nothing careful about it. He kissed me with heat, with intent, and I felt it settle deep in my chest. I opened for him without thinking, and it shifted, slower now but heavier, like neither of us was willing to be the one who pulled away.

His hands came up to my face, steady, holding me there. His thumbs moved along my jaw, not rushed, just there, and it made something in me tighten. I leaned in closer, almost without noticing, my body already choosing this before my head could catch up.

"If you’re so terrified of losing control to your beast," I said when I pulled back, "there’s something we can try."

His eyebrows lifted slightly. "What?"

I cupped his face in both hands, feeling the slight roughness of stubble against my palms. I looked into his eyes and let myself smile in a way that had nothing to do with innocence.

"Beautiful," he murmured. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

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