It couldn’t be. Scent matching a gold pack omega… It was a true curse. I was cursing them.
Once realized, a scent match was absolute. It locked out all other possibilities. I was all they’d ever have in a match until the moment I died.
I stifled a low whine of panic.
Phantom sat on the bed opposite us, eyes fixed on Karma with concern, which sent another shot of panic through my system.
His friend.
His packmate.
My…No.
I shook my head. “No, I… I’m just not used to being around alphas. T-touch starved. That’s why your scents are all…”
Sin tucked a strand of wet hair behind my ear, a little wrinkle between his eyes. “You’re ours.”
A fresh wave of tears streamed down my cheeks, and I struggled to choke down my sobs. Why did they all seem so comfortable with being cursed?
I corrupted their packmate, cursed them with my scent, and Sin only held me tighter against his chest as I cried.
And like the selfish sinner I was, I let him comfort me. I let their scents wash over me in soothing waves, Karma’s fresh ocean, while Sin’s desert eclipse only clung faintly to the blankets, his blockers still stopping me from experiencing it straight from the source.
When my cries were only hiccups, Phantom cleared his throat.
“Not exactly the expected response,” he said. “But uh… Do we have a plan?” He glanced at the door. “She’s not just our scent match?—”
“Shut up!”Sin hissed, and I looked up in time to see him glancing quickly at the door. “We aren’t saying those words out loud again. Not here. Not anywhere.”
“My point,” Phantom snorted, rolling his eyes. “Is that it’s the least of our fucking issues if we don’t?—”
“I know.”
“What?” I asked, not keeping up.
“Baby,” Sin murmured in my ear. “You’re going intoh.e.a.t,” he spelled the word out in a whisper beside my ear.
“No, I’m not,” I stammered.
But… he was right.
I could feel the clammy sweat beading on my skin. The faint pang of an ache building in my stomach.
Sin chuckled. “I know it when I see it.”
Fuck.
I clamped a hand over my mouth at the obscene thought.
Darn.
I’d known this was coming. I’d just hoped it would be longer. That I’d have time to find my footing.
I couldn’t breathe. My throat felt like it was closing up.
What was I going to do?
“Phantom’s going to…” Sin’s voice was faint. Not making sense as the world spun. Karma let out an unsettled growl, his grip digging into my waist.