“What do mean what? You said if the sedatives don’t work, you’ll do things your way. Guess what! It’s not working. And I’m going out of my mind with need. I need to fuck,” Deltta said, moving to the other side of the room. His cock throbbed. The hard ridge tented his pants obscenely. If Maxus noticed, he didn’t show it.
“I wish you hadn’t waited until things got this bad. Where am I going to find...”
“That’s not what I want to hear right now.” Deltta interrupted him. “You’ve been threatening to find an omega for me to fuck. And now you're telling me you can’t find one?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Then...” Deltta hissed as another wave of desire worked its way through him. He bent at the waist, planting his hands on his knees to prevent himself from reaching into his pants. He wanted to touch it badly. But his brother was standing right there. He also feared touching it might make it worse.
Maxus pulled out his connector. “I’ll find you someone, just hold on.” He walked out of the room.
Deltta resumed his pacing. Desire pinched his skin. His fingernails started to ache as they lengthened into sharp, black claws.
Fuck.
No omega would stand for this. And that was not all; his wolf partially came out during his heat. It drove him to dominate, to take, to drill into his omega until he was full of his cum, and he could scent it all over him. His heats were more than sex for him; it was a claiming.
He couldn’t do this.
Deltta reached for his connector, ready to stop Maxus. He’d figure out another way to spend his heat. Maybe they could knock him out another way.
But the door opened again, and Maxus walked in with Djohn.
Deltta turned to his cousin.
“What is he doing here? Is he going to lend me his omega?” Deltta asked. For a brief time, Deltta had found Djohn’s gorgeous omega, Griean, attractive. He'd even played with the thought of breaking his five-year-long abstinence to be with the omega - he was that hot. But then he quickly realized that his infatuation was nothing more than friendship. He liked Griean because the omega wasn’t afraid of him. He was kind and he listened to him when no one else did.
“Why would I do that?” Djohn asked smugly.
Lucky bastard.
“What the fuck are you doing here then?”
“He’s here to help. I need him to talk to Luci. I connected with him, but he told me he’s not taking on new clients. Please talk to him. Deltta needs his services.”
Deltta groaned. He didn’t want to hear the behind-the-scenes of this fiasco. Maxus said he would deliver an omega to him. All he wanted to see was an omega walking through that door.
Not this shit.
“If he’s not taking any more clients, then he's not.” Djohn shrugged.
“Please talk to him. Maybe you can convince him to take Deltta.”
“What makes you think he’ll listen to me? You’re the alpha king and he didn’t change his mind for you.”
“I heard you were friends.”
“You’re making my relationship with Luci into something it wasn’t.”
“You two could have had this bullshit of a conversation somewhere else. Take your time while I suffer, why don’t you?” Deltta moved to the other side of the room. He took deep breaths, thinking about anything but sex.
“Sorry. What we need is the help of an omega. They talk to each other. Maybe there’s some omega looking for an alpha right now. Do you have any omega friends?” Djohn asked Deltta.
“I do. Your mate,” Deltta said smugly.
Djohn gritted his teeth.
Deltta laughed. He loved fucking with him.