First Street Heat (Beastverse #1)

14. Scott

14

Scott

F enrir's running the show right now, and I'm not even trying to gain control. Our mate. Our Lilah. Our omega. She was in danger, and it was because of us.

As soon as Lilah stepped into the venue, we were aware of our sweet little omega and her tasty scent. Fenrir went a little crazy when he realized she was there.

She was in a room full of alphas, and he needed to protect her. He needed to keep her safe from all the males who could want to be with her. So, he demanded everyone's submission, not thinking through how our mate would react to him. Lilah perfumed like a goddess as soon as he took control, and then it became even more imperative that we find her.

It took us longer than it should have because a few alphas tried to get in our way as though they were going to stop us. They had to have seen the wild look in our eyes because they immediately stepped away.

Lilah looked gorgeous in her tight little black dress. The alpha getting into her space and making her uncomfortable took away from us getting to admire our mate.

As soon as we saw she was okay, we dragged the alpha outside, where Fenrir wanted to kick his ass. Unfortunately, there were others around who would look down on Sam's whole charity if he did. We both care about our brother even when we want to murder an alpha for touching what's ours.

"Janie and Sarah have Lilah."

Sam grabs my shoulder like he's worried I might lunge for the alpha I just threw out on his ass. I want to, but kicking him out is the best I can do tonight without causing even more of a scene than I already have.

I'll need to go find some omegas and apologize as well. The only smell we cared about was our mates, but there was no way she was the only one affected. Fenrir's a dominant beast, and I'm sure more than a couple of omegas responded to him.

" Is she okay? " Fenrir growls the question, his fists still clenching at his sides.

Anger is our primary motivator right now, but that could change in an instant. Right now, he wants to fight, but it'll just take seeing our mate to flip the switch right back over to wanting to fuck. With how excited we are, it's probably best if we don't see her, not that Fenrir agrees. No, he wants to run Lilah, get her on her hands and knees, bury ourself in her, and bite her neck to claim her for good.

Fuck yes, let's do that.

We have to stay at the fundraiser.

We'll say we have an emergency. A mating emergency. I think I feel a rut coming on. I'll be too dangerous to be around all of those helpless omegas.

"Whatever you two are talking about, cut it out," Sam snaps at us and stops our growling at one another. "You're making the neutralizers work over time, and you've already embarrassed enough omegas. Yours isn't here, so go apologize to everyone else before you scheme a way to leave."

Fenrir bares his teeth at our brother, but Sam doesn't flinch. " I don't take orders from you. "

"You don't take orders from anyone, Fen," Sam mocks. "You'll do it, though, because I can get Janie to get your unmated omega over to your place if you do."

Fenrir's thoughts move a mile a minute, trying to figure out if Sam's playing us. If he is, what does he gain? Is it worth it to do what he says so we can get to our omega and mate her? I'm starting to think what Sam said about no one being able to tell Fen what to do was a little off because he's definitely willing to concede if our mate is a part of it.

" We have nesting material for her already in the bedroom, " Fenrir says through clenched teeth. " Have Janie take her over there now and tell her to make a nest. I want her in the nest, naked and spread, or I'm not doing this. "

"I'll convey your message," Sam says, amusement tickling his words as he tries and fails to suppress a smile. "Go apologize."

If I apologize to each omega I made perfume one-on-one, it'll probably terrify them. So, Fenrir and I make our way to the stage at the front of the room. We can make a quick apology to everyone and call it good.

Is it what Sam wanted? Probably not. But it allows us to make sure we only have to do it once and gives us an excuse to leave the event even faster. I should feel bad about trying to leave my brother all alone to handle the event, but I have other more important things on my mind.

The microphone gives a bit of feedback as I remove it from the mic stand. There isn't much talking or merriment happening since Fenrir is still coating the entire place in our pheromones since he wants everyone to know how pissed he is. Pissed and horny.

Soon, it's only going to be horny, and if we don't get near our omega soon, we might fall into a rut considering it's been over two weeks of needing her and not knotting anything.

" Sorry for interrupting the festivities, " Fenrir growls into the mic. His voice comes through the speakers, sounding more like a garbled mess than actual words. " I'd like to apologize on behalf of myself and my alpha for how we've behaved tonight. We scent matched an omega, and instead of handling it in a mature and healthy way, I took over. I'm going to excuse myself for the remainder of the evening. None of you will need to worry about my temperament. Again, I'm sorry to everyone for forcing my dominance on you. To the omegas, I'm extra sorry. If it makes any of you feel better, I have no intention of pursuing you, so you don't need to fear your reactions. "

At the last part of what he says, one of the women sighs audibly, causing a laugh to burst from her table. Her face flushes, but the alpha she's with wraps an arm around her and pulls her tighter into his side, where she buries her face.

"You had my sister scared!" the alpha yells up to the stage, which has more laughter coming from other tables.

Fenrir, thankfully, takes it all in stride. He knows he's the reason not many omegas want to be with us. He requires total and complete submission in the bedroom, and not a lot of omegas are fit for that. It makes sense that one of them would be grateful not to have his attention.

" No, only one omega for me. " He flashes his teeth in what's meant to be a smile but comes across as more of a snarl. " Now, I need to go find her. Have a good rest of your evening. "

He lifts his hand in a wave before putting the mic back on the stand and walking off the stage. Our body is buzzing, the smell of Lilah still coating the inside of our nose and keeping our cock hard in our pants. We need to find her, or we might go out of our minds.

"Bad news," Sam says with a hand on my shoulder.

Fenrir gnashes his teeth at Sam and pushes his hand off. " No bad news, I'm leaving to claim my mate. "

"Calm the fuck down," Sam whisper hisses at us as he leads us back toward the front entrance. "They just need time because your omega is pissed at you."

" She can be pissed. I'll fuck it out of her, " Fenrir responds, not seeing the problem at all with the first time we claim our mate being her upset and angry at us for making her perfume in a place full of alphas where one tried to proposition her because of said perfuming. He growls at me some when I remind him of how we made her react, but it's not enough for him to relent on wanting to go to her now. " Is she at our home? "

Sam's lips tighten into a thin line. That's enough confirmation for Fenrir. Our mate is in our home, probably in our room, looking at all of the nesting material we got her. We'll be damned if we're kept from her any longer. We'll make up to her what happened tonight. We'll explain our reaction and how we intended to keep her safe, not to embarrass her. Then, we'll make love to her until she's ready to accept our claiming mark.

Make love? No, I'm going to fuck her hard and make her beg for my knot and my mark. If she's good, she'll get both.

Fucking hell, Fen. We just put her through hell. Could you not be even somewhat kind to her when we get there?

Let's make a deal. You take over before we get there, and you can decide how we mate her for the first time.

Not fair, Fenrir.

Too weak?

"You're seriously going?" Sam asks, almost in disbelief that Fenrir would have the audacity to push Lilah for more right now.

" I'm going, and if she doesn't want to fuck she'll tell me. " Fenrir snaps his teeth once before turning away from Sam and making quick work of getting to the car.

Sam dials someone on his phone and starts talking to them quickly in hushed tones, but he doesn't try to stop Fenrir.

I try to fight for control. We put Lilah through it tonight. We've put her through it since we met her, so she deserves some sweetness and tenderness, but if Fenrir has his way, there won't be any of that. There will be her submitting to him and him taking what he wants from her.

She'll want it, too. Fenrir's thoughts are smug as if he knows our mate better than I do. Maybe I do, Scott. She hasn't exactly been your biggest fan since you're the one who rejected her.

That was before we knew she scent matched us!

One of us has gotten to masturbate for her and made her come. It hasn't been you.

Again, his self-important smugness makes me want to thrash him. Too bad that would mean hitting myself, and this isn't fight club.

So, I give him the cold shoulder or as much of the cold shoulder as I can give to someone who shares my mind. I spend the trip back home trying to wrest control from him, but he's stronger than I am and always has been. It's no surprise when we pull up to the house, and he's all smiles because he's going to fuck our little mate into submission.

"Get the fuck out, Fenrir!" Sarah yells as soon as we step foot in our home.

She's already spraying us down with odor neutralizer, but we keep emitting more of our pheromones, knowing somewhere in this house, probably in the bedroom, is Lilah. She's here, she smells us, and she's getting herself all nice and slick just off our smell.

" Staying, " Fenrir snarls as he stomps past Sarah and makes his way into the living room, where he starts to remove our suit jacket and unbutton our shirt. " I'm going to get naked, so get out unless you suddenly became a lot less prudish. "

Sarah's face twists up in disgust as she keeps spraying the neutralizer on us until it finally sputters out. She makes an annoyed sound before letting it fall to the ground and stomping toward my bedroom.

We hear the creak of the door and know now our little Lilah is definitely going to smell us. Good, we want her to know we want her just as badly as she wants us. A few seconds later, Janie walks down the hall with Sarah at her heels.

"Are you going to treat her right?" Janie asks me with her hands on her hips.

" She's my mate, " Fenrir answers nonchalantly.

"Yes, and alphas have hurt their mates before."

Fenrir's mood changes instantly, rage bubbling over as he stomps over to Janie, towering over her and baring his teeth. " I'd never hurt my mate. "

"So big, so scary." She rolls her eyes at him and pushes him back with a flat palm. "If I find out you do anything to her she doesn't want, I will report you. After I let Sam kill you."

" If I hurt her even a little, Scott will off us himself, " Fenrir snarls back at her. " I have no reason to hurt her. I want her begging for my knot frequently, and that won't happen if she doesn't enjoy herself. "

Janie narrows her eyes on Fenrir's wild ones, judging whether or not she can trust us with Lilah. Fenrir isn't lying about not wanting to hurt her, but I don't know if he's going to push her for too much too fast. I want her to enjoy herself the first time we take her, and if he's in charge, there's a chance he's too rough.

" Our mate is strong, " Fenrir says to both my sisters and me. " She asked for me before she met me. She wants me even now. She knows what I am, and she can handle me. "

He takes a step away from Janie and Sarah, his eyes watching behind them like Lilah's going to show up at any moment.

No, she's making her nest.

Oh, yeah? I can't hide the eye roll in my tone.

There's no way he knows she's back there, making a nest for us to share with her. She has no reason to want to make a nest for us. Not after how we've treated her.

" Leave ," Fenrir growls at our sisters, who give him one last dirty look before turning back to the bedroom to say goodbye to Lilah.

They probably want to make sure she's okay with being left alone in a house with us, in our bedroom, near the bed we want to knot her on. Sarah makes a soft little squeak of a sound before running back down the hall, all flustered and pink. Fenrir turns his nose to the air and takes a deep inhale of our omega's vanilla scent filling the air.

" She's nesting? " he asks Sarah, who definitely won't answer, but we both know she is.

Lilah's slick is so potent right now. We'll be lucky if she doesn't set us off our rut. Something we don't need to be doing to her the first time we're with her.

Sarah gets embarrassed either from watching my omega start to build her nest or the smells she hates being around so badly. Janie saves her by walking out with a soft smile on her face.

"Treat her right, Fen." Janie doesn't wait for our response before she drags Sarah behind her and out the front door.

Instead of immediately moving to the bedroom, Fenrir walks around the couch and throws himself down. He rests our head back against the back cushion and closes his eyes. He takes deep inhales of our omega's scent filling the house.

It's so quiet that we can hear Lilah working in the bedroom down the hall, a small hum or sigh every once in a while before a sound of pillows hitting the ground. Fenrir smiles to himself as he waits patiently for our mate to finish making her nest.