Kyle's POV
It's been a week, but I still couldn't bring myself to tell Hannah what happened the other day. The longer I hide it, the more guilty I feel. But what should I tell her which wouldn't make it seem like I betrayed her?
"Hey honey, I'll see you monday". Hanna kissed me as she carried her trolley bag. It brought me back from my thoughts, "Are you okay? You keep getting lost in your thoughts." She asked me with concern.
"I am fine." I forced a smile. "Where are you going?" I asked.
"I have a spa weekend booked. I told you about that. Are you sure you are okay? Should I cancel?" She asked me. I could see her concern growing bigger.
"Come on babe, don't be silly." I blurted. "I promise it's some work stuff. You deserve some relaxation. I'll sort out my issues and tell you what, once you're back we'll have a date night." I smiled and gave her a quick peck.
Lately I have been giving her more kisses than usual, perhaps hoping they would erase the intoxicating feeling I got when I kissed Adrian. Damn it! I thought about it again. I can already feel my heart racing and blood rushing to my ears.
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I swatted the smoke out of my face as it hit me as soon as I opened the oven. While I enjoyed cooking delicacies, baking was something that would usually calm me down. But unfortunately this was the fourth batch I burned in the matter of a day. Seriously, what is wrong with me? I feel like my brain has been turned to mush.
My frustration was at its peak when I heard the bell rang. I headed downstairs and opened the door, revealing no one, but an empty box left at my door. Did someone send me a parcel? It wasn't labelled, no return address or anything, made me wonder what could be inside of it.
I opened it and as soon as I did, I wish I hadn't. A strong smell of cherry mixed with characteristic alpha pheromones hit me. It was a slate coloured T shirt, obviously not washed at all and definitely won by Adrian. What the hell was this supposed to be?
Against my better judgement, I turned the T shirt upside down looking for any clues when a paper fell to the ground from inside. "In case you forgot about me?"
Is this flirting? Teasing? Tormenting. I crumbled that piece of paper and had the urge to tear this shirt to shreds. I looked around, frantically to spot him or anyone who might have brought this gift, but even with my heightened sense I couldn't spot anyone.
I came back in and threw the shirt right in the trash, and got back to my baking. It didn't help. Even with the trash closed I could smell the shirt hitting, bothering my nose constantly.
Suddenly my eyes fell at the charred cupcakes and an idea hit me. I put the shirt into the dry sink and put it on fire. Whatever this material was took some time to catch fire, but eventually it did and slowly it burned the entire thing, smelling all over ashes and setting my fire alarm for the 5th time for the day. I am surprised they stopped calling me after the third time.
Finally, a moment of peace. I took a deep breath leaning into relaxation. It only made things worse. The smell of ashes burned away but the sweet cherry smell became even stronger, mixed in the air. I left the kitchen immediately, but the scent was airborne. It was a total nightmare.
There was nowhere in the apartment where the scent wasn't prominent, so I ran to the bedroom closing the door tight hoping it would help. I even sprayed the room conditioner I had twice throughout the entire room.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp sensation flowing through my spine, a weird but sweet sensation throughout my body, quite similar to how I felt when I am aroused.
NO! this can't be happening to me. How can a simple scent arouse me this much, even if it was my mate, unless…
I knew omegas go into heat after pair bonding via bite marks. The heat, or rut, for the alphas are a way to ensure the bonding is complete. Like sealing the deal. But we weren't there yet, all we shared was a kiss.
Was it somehow different for destined mates? Damn, I wish I had shown some interest in this regard, but all I cared about back then was to run away home. And now, it came back to bite me in the ass.
My breathing was shallow, as I struggled to breath. My entire skin flushed bright red as if someone put me on fire. To help, I turned on the air conditioner at its lowest possible temperature, but how can it cool me? The source of fire itself.
I lost my balance, and ended up falling on the bed. I tried to get comfortable, lying still but something in me was keeping me agitated. My wolf was agitated. Before I knew it, I was squirming in my bed begging for some release and Adrian's face popped into my mind.
My eyes opened wide, why did I think of him again? My hands found their way through my shirt, feeling the thumping noise of my heart. Adrian wasn't here, and yet my entire body was craving for him at this moment. He was all I could think of and no matter how much I tried I could not get him out of it.
Tears found their way through my eyes. There was pain, shame and most importantly thirst. All I wanted was for this feeling to stop, but my body, it wanted something different. It wanted Adrian.
When I couldn't keep it anymore, I decided to give it. Yes, I knew he wasn't here, but his scent was everywhere. It's the strongest and only scent my nose could register right now. I gulped, and slowly slid my hands below my waistband.