Sacred Flame: His Enemy, His Mate (BL)-Chapter 107: Wet

Kael Dreaven

I was just coming back to the house after leaving the room to Kain, who seemed to be sound asleep when I left. I needed air. Space. And more than anything, I needed to map out the neighborhood in my head: the layout, the exits, the back alleys. I couldn’t afford another repeat of what happened last time. Not with him here.

I took longer than I meant to because I ended up stopping at that tiny corner store down the street, the one with the flickering sign and shelves stacked too tight to grab snacks I really hope Brian will like.

By the time I got back to the house, I pushed the door open but I soon froze when I saw Audrey was at the hallway door. His fist pounded relentlessly, again and again on the door as he called out, "Kain! Kain, open up! Please..!"

My heart stuttered, then slammed into a sprint as I dropped the bag in my hand and rushed to the room.

"What is it?" I barked, trying to keep my voice from shaking. "Is he in there? Why isn’t he answering?"

Audrey turned to me with wide, panicked eyes and nodded, his hand trembling slightly as it hovered just above the doorknob.

That’s when I felt it.

The air. It was thick, and when I said thick, I mean suffocatingly thick with pheromones. It hit me like a wall, the scent so strong it was like it slid under my skin, into my blood, dragging heat and instinct and something primal with it.

It was overwhelming.

It was wrong. And so right.

God, how had I missed it until now?

My knees nearly buckled under the sudden rush of heat spiraling low in my gut, a low growl pressing behind my teeth before I could stop it. My hands curled into fists as my pulse thundered in my ears.

I swallowed hard.

Audrey was still standing there, but I realized of course he’s an Omega. That’s probably the only reason he could even be this close without being knocked out cold. But me?

I was an Alpha. And this... this was already too much in a way that I didn’t even want to imagine what the room felt like inside. Behind the door.

"Move," I snapped, stepping forward to kick the door down, but Audrey grabbed my arm, holding me back.

"Kael, wait, you can’t just go in there..."

Instinct roared up fast and vicious, and before I even thought about it, I twisted his wrist so hard he yelped in pain and I shoved him back anyway, heart pounding too loud in my ears.

"Stay away!" I growled in a voice I could barely recognize as mine.

Then I kicked at the door.

The wood cracked and some of it splintered but it didn’t open so I kicked it one more time.

And this time? The door burst open.

However, the scent slammed into me like a wave just as quickly as it opened, it was sharp, and my breath caught in my throat as I staggered forward. My head spun, my body reacting before thought could catch up.

I staggered as I stepped inside, blinking against the heat curling under my skin, trying to hold myself back from it, from him.

My eyes scanned the room fast, and then,

There. On the bed was kain

He was curled into himself, half-naked, chest heaving with shallow breaths and he was surrounded by clothes, my clothes, even had one of my coats clutched so tightly in his arms that his fingers were trembling from it.

Like letting go would shatter him completely.

My heart dropped.

"Kain..." I whispered, but it came out hoarse. Unsteady.

His scent was strongest here, coiled around the bed like a living thing. Raw, sharp-edged. The kind of scent that screamed need, vulnerability, heat and something that punched low into my gut, where instinct lived.

No... I shouldn’t have entered in the first place, what was I thinking?

But my body reacted before I could reason with it. The Alpha in me rising up like a tide, clawing at my mind, whispering in a voice that wasn’t mine:

Possess him

Sink your teeth into his neck and mark him.

Take him.

He’s yours.

He’s calling for you.

Claim what’s yours.

No. No, no, no

Quick, I have to find the pills, or I’ll likely go into a rut!

I quickly scanned around for the bags I asked Jay to bring, because in one of the biggest was my rut controlled pills, however when my eyes finally landed where they should be, but I’m only seeing one,

I dropped to my knees beside the bed, forcing my breath to even out, forcing myself to stay human, to think past the roar of heat and the ache in my chest. My fingers hovered just above his arm.

He was trembling.

I fucking asked Jayden to bring all of them!

I could see the sheen of sweat on Kain’s skin, the way his lashes were wet, like he’d been crying before I got here. And yet, even like this, he kept holding on to that stupid coat like it was a lifeline.

"I’m here," I said quietly. "It’s okay. You’re safe now."

But I don’t know if I believed it myself.

Not when I could barely keep my own instincts on a leash.

My hands shook.

I wanted to cover him up, to get the blankets over him, to cool the heat on his skin and slow the panic in his scent. I wanted to help him, I swear I did, but all I could think about was how soft he looked like this, how he smelled like mine, and how my name had been the last thing he whispered before I left the room earlier.

What if I hadn’t come back in time?

What if someone else had found him like this?

The possessiveness twisted hard in my gut. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, digging nails into my own palms until the sharp sting brought me back to myself.

I took another breath.

Then slowly, carefully, I reached out and touched his shoulder.

He flinched.

But he didn’t pull away.

"Kain," I said, lower this time. "I need you to breathe for me, okay? Just breathe."

He let out a shaky sound, half sob, half exhale, and his arms tightened around the coat. My coat.

God.

I closed my eyes, dropping my forehead to the edge of the bed for just a second, just to steady myself. My body was still aching to move, to dominate, to mark and bury and ruin, but I stayed still. I had to. He needed me in control, not as an Alpha, but as Kael

"I’m not going to touch you," I murmured. "Not unless you want me to."

He didn’t answer. Not right away.

But then his fingers curled, loosening the grip on the coat just slightly.

"Don’t... go," he whispered, voice rough and thin. "It hurts. Please... it’s hot... Help me... I want.. hot.."

It felt like something cracked in me... I was already past my limit fighting this off, but my last shred of restraint snapped when he suddenly rose from the bed, sat, and started to rub himself on me.

Goodness, he is dripping wet.