Chapter One
Zale’s jaw was tight and his teeth
gritted as he waited in the hall outside of Finn’s quarters.
He knocked again. This time more
loudly using the heel of his fist, since, apparently, his knuckles weren’t
getting the job done.
The alpha-born prince was losing
his patience, which he usually had an abundance of. Just not today. Especially
since the visiting omega, Finn, had been seen sneaking off with Zale’s youngest
brother Caol.
Which was dangerous.
Particularly since Caol was
considered a Selkie slut. What humans would call a man-ho. He loved to rut with
anyone who would let him, be it Selkie, human or hybrid. Most likely any male
with a cock swinging between his legs.
Hell, he probably rutted with other
species of shifters.
But even so, it brought Zale back
to the problem at hand. He and his brothers had told their father, the King of
the North, that he should send Finn away. Return the omega to his own colony.
That he was no longer needed here at the Northern colony. But his father hadn’t
listened.
No surprise there.
They all suspected that King
Solomon had considered taking the omega for himself.
But a whole two years had passed
since the King first brought Finn to the castle, so it made no sense for the
unbonded male to remain. His father needed to shit or get off the pot. Either take
Finn as his own to bear more sons or send the poor omega home so he could find
an alpha of his very own.
Unfortunately, there wasn’t a fated
mate waiting for Finn anywhere. His supposed alpha had been killed and eaten by
an orca during their bonding swim from what Zale understood.
None of them had ever asked Finn about
it because neither Zale or his brothers wanted to know those cringe-worthy
details and they also were inclined to avoid him since he was an unbonded male.
Again, being around an unbonded omega could be dangerous.
However, Caol tended to be
reckless. If the omega came into heat, Caol would most likely be the proud
father of a future pup. Zale could just imagine how the king’s head would spin
at that news.
So, Zale needed to nip whatever was
going on between Finn and Caol in the bud. For his youngest brother’s sake and
also for Finn’s. If the omega had the urge to rut, he could do so with some of
the betas the king kept on hand for that purpose. Nothing stopped Finn from
taking a beta lover, especially since his corona membrane was no longer intact.
But an alpha? No. He could not rut
with an alpha that was not his mate.
That was against Selkie law.
Caol knew that. As did Finn.
Therefore, Zale was being a good
older brother and trying to head off a disaster.
Or that’s what he told himself.
Yes, he was protecting not only
Caol but this omega... who continued to live among a castle-full of alphas even
though that was unsafe.
He stared at the heavy wood door
and cursed. Why wasn’t Finn answering?
He leaned closer and shouted,
“Finn! Are you in there? Open your door.”
Zale listened carefully. Nothing.
He was done knocking. He had
announced his presence and now it was time to take the next step...
Into the omega’s quarters.
If the omega was inside, he had
given Finn plenty of time and notice to make sure he was decent.
Zale’s hand dropped to the door handle
and he pressed down. Unlocked! Another reckless act he would have to address
with Finn. With a push, the door creaked open.
All at once, the scent of an omega
in oestrus hit him like a brick wall. He gasped as he fell to his knees, sweat
beading instantly on his forehead. Holy
Poseidon! Forcing himself to his feet, he was of mind enough to close the
door and lock it.
His nostrils flared as the heady
scent of an omega ready to breed swirled around him, beckoning him like a siren
from the sea. He’d never gotten so hard, so fast. Not even when Del had gone
into heat recently.
But the difference was Del was
bonded, Finn was not. He belonged to no one. No alpha had a claim on him.
The male was available for any
alpha to plant his seed deep.
For
Poseidon’s sake! Every fiber of his being was screaming that he should be
the alpha to do so. A growl slipped from his lips at the thought of any other
alpha even coming near this omega. He found him first.
Finn was his.
Zale filled his lungs deeply, and a
shudder went through him as he made his way farther into the omega’s quarters.
He couldn’t even concentrate on the contrast between his large two-story wing
and Finn’s tight quarters.
That was the least of his worries.
His fingers curled over his
erection through his pants and his hips twitched uncontrollably. The urge to
knot and spill his seed drove him forward, following the scent as it got
stronger and more alluring.
It called to him.
“Finn,” he tried to yell out but
nothing escaped but a croak. His throat was dry, his heart racing and another
bead of sweat rolled off his brow.
He couldn’t bear this pull. It was
like someone had tied a rope to his waist and was tugging him forward.
He knew this was wrong, but he was
powerless to fight it.
Finn
is not your omega.
He
cannot rut with you. You’re not his alpha.
Zale’s fingernails dug into the
wood frame of the doorway that he just knew led to Finn.
His nose didn’t lie.
He’s
not my omega, he told himself again.
But
he could be.
Zale squeezed his eyes shut and
shook his head, trying to clear it.
Then he heard a whimper. He reached
into the dark room, feeling along the wall until he found the switch, flooding
the room with light.
Zale’s gaze searched the small
bedroom. Finn wasn’t there. How could that be?
He heard another whimper.
Before he could stop himself, he
rushed to the other side of the bed to see Finn sitting in a ball on the floor
in the corner, rocking back and forth, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Zale lost his breath at how strong
the urge hit him to help this omega end his suffering. He swallowed past the
lump in his throat and asked, “How is it possible?”
Wasn’t this omega on suppressants? And if he
wasn’t, why not?
“Can you help me?” Finn cried as
his fingers were quickly at work, tearing off his clothes. “It’s unbearable!”
“Did it just begin?”
The buttons from Finn’s
sweat-soaked shirt exploded from the fabric as he stood up and ripped it off
his shoulders before tossing it to the floor. His hands dropped to his waist.
“I wasn’t feeling well since breakfast. I had no idea...” His words stopped
when his teeth began to chatter.
A moment of clarity had Zale
insisting, “We must get you a beta.” Yes, that’s what he needed to do. Back out
carefully. Call his own beta servant for help. Lock himself in his own quarters
while this omega went through his heat cycle. He couldn’t help him.
Could he?
No! No, he couldn’t. He also needed
to protect his brothers, warn them to stay away from this side of the castle.
Zale’s nostrils flared again. Oh, but that scent. He shuddered and his
hand dropped once again to his rock-hard cock.
“I need to call Jordan. I need him
to find you a beta to help relieve your suffering. I need him to...”
To drag Zale out of there before he
did something drastic.
Like mate with this omega.
“You could use a condom.”
Even if he had one... “You’re in
heat. I won’t be able to control my knot.”
“So?”
“So? It’ll split the condom making
it useless. That’s how Del got pregnant!”
“I don’t care, Alpha. Just take me.
Help me!” Finn cried, now naked, a sheen of sweat covering his lean body, his
hand desperately stroking his own erection. “I need something. An alpha. You. I
don’t care who!”
“Oh, I promise you’ll care who
later.” So would Zale if he gave in.
“Please,” Finn begged, moving to
the bed and climbing on. “Please.”
Zale clenched his fingers into
fists and closed his eyes from the sight before him. The handsome omega now
presented himself on the mattress, forehead pinned to the bed, ass up. Even
from where Zale stood, he could see the slick leaking down the omega’s thighs. Finn’s
loose hole beckoned him.
I
can’t!
“I need to go!” Zale barked loudly,
hoping he would heed his own words.
“No! Please don’t leave me to
suffer. Only your seed will cool my heat.”
“Finn... I can’t. I’m not your
alpha.”
“Nobody is my alpha! He was eaten!”
Zale’s head jerked back at that. Holy sea gods. That had to have been
tragic to witness.
“I’m sorry, Finn, I... can’t. I can’t. I can’t.” If he said it
enough times, he’d begin to convince himself that he couldn’t. Even though
every instinct in his body screamed that he could.
And should.
But he was next in line to find his
fated mate. And Finn was not it.
He was not.
If he mated with Finn and the omega
became pregnant, Zale would never have the chance to find his own fated mate. That
opportunity would disappear. He would miss bonding with his true mate.
He didn’t want that.
He wanted what Kai had with Luca.
Rian with Del. That unbreakable bond. That strong connection.
Just mating with an omega in
oestrus did not create it. It didn’t make the omega his mate. It would only make
the omega the pater of his future son
if the mating took.
He only wanted sons with the omega
the fates had chosen for him.
For
Poseidon’s sake! What a bloody mess!
“I need to go,” he groaned again,
more to convince himself than to let Finn know his intentions. But he couldn’t
tear his gaze away from what Finn was doing, which was plunging three fingers
wet with arousal into his own gaping hole.
The slick now rolled in rivulets
down the omega’s inner thighs, down his crease, dripping off his erection and sac.
The smell of it...
“I can smell your slick,” he moaned.
He couldn’t fight his own feet taking a step toward the bed. “I can smell your
heat. It’s... irresistible.”
“Take me, please, Alpha. Take me.”
Finn’s face was planted into the mattress so he could continue to play with
himself.
And also tempt Zale to no end. “No...
Oh great sea gods. I can’t do that to you. I can’t do that to myself. It’s
wrong.”
“Please. You’d be helping me.”
“Getting you pregnant will not help
you.” Yes! Yes! There it was. A sliver of common sense! He was always the
pragmatic one out of the five princes. He needed to remember that. He needed—
“Please, Alpha.”
Zale squeezed his eyes shut as his
mind spun out of control. Don’t do this,
Zale. It isn’t right. It’s so wrong. You’ll regret this. Fight the urge. Remove
yourself from this situation. Run like hell!
“Jordan will get you a beta.”
“A beta’s seed won’t cool the
heat!” Finn screamed into the mattress.
Zale blinked, then his brows
furrowed. “How do you know?”
“What—or who—do you think I’ve been doing every time I’ve come into oestrus?”
“You’ve been in heat before? Here?
You’ve rutted with one of the betas?”
Finn released a loud, frustrated
scream. “More than one! Please. You’re
here now. I need an alpha to end this torture.” Finn’s slick fingers continued
to plunge in and out of his hole as he whimpered.
Suddenly, Finn lurched up from the
bed and launched himself across the room. Zale stumbled back as the omega
tackled him to the ground.
“What the—”
Finn was tearing at Zale’s clothes,
at his belt. His strength was completely unexpected as he held Zale down and
popped the button off his pants. Zale heard it ping against the stone floor.
“Finn!” he shouted. “Stop.”
“No, Alpha. I can’t stop. I’m
sorry. You have what I need.”
Zale lost his breath as Finn shoved
his hand down Zale’s boxers and grabbed his erection. He groaned and closed his
eyes. “It’s wrong.”
“It’s not,” Finn insisted. “I need
you, Alpha.”
Zale groaned again as the omega
pulled away his pants and boxers to expose Zale’s cock, which wept steadily
with precum. His eyes rolled back as the scent of Finn’s oestrus enveloped him,
drawing him in, making him lose his mind even more because of his proximity.
Then slick fingers were being drawn over Zale’s lips. His nostrils flared at
the alluring scent of the omega’s arousal. He sucked Finn’s fingers into his
mouth, letting his tongue taste every drop.
His body arched, and he bucked Finn
off of him and onto the floor.
“In position, Omega!” he barked, no
longer able to fight the instinct. Finn scrambled from the floor and rushed
over to the bed, planting his palms into the mattress, but keeping his feet on
the floor. He shoved his ass out, waiting.
Zale got to his feet, his gaze
glued to the inviting, slick hole as he stalked to the bed, shoving his pants
down enough to free his cock.
Without a word, he thrust hard.
Zale shuddered as the warm, wet heat surrounded him. The omega’s hot canal throbbed
and squeezed him tight. He thrust again and again without mercy. Giving the
omega just what he wanted, what he begged for. He heard nothing but a roar in
his ears as the omega slammed against him over and over.
He couldn’t get deep enough, he
couldn’t.
He needed to be deeper.
“Head down!” he growled.
Finn immediately dropped his head
and Zale dug his fingers roughly into the omega’s hips, holding Finn steady as
he pounded him, feeling his cock swell even larger with each stroke.
He willed himself not to knot the
omega. If he did, he was done.
The knot helped ensure pregnancy.
If he didn’t knot Finn, they might be safe. If he knotted the omega...
“Is your womb open?”
“Please, Alpha, give me your knot.
I need your seed.”
“Answer me.”
“Yes.”
And just like that, the thought of
this omega’s womb being receptive to accepting his fertile seed made his knot
expand to what seemed an impossible size. Then Finn’s rim tightened around the
root of Zale’s cock, tying them together for the duration.
His hips continued to twitch
uncontrollably as his seed spurted fiercely and deeply into the omega bent over
before him.
Before Zale could stop himself, he
leaned over and sank his teeth into the back of Finn’s neck, claiming the omega
for his very own.
****
Finn opened his eyes and realized
it was now morning. Of the third day.
Prince Zale was curled around his
back, snoring lightly.
What had he done?
He had begged the prince to rut
with him. He had thrown himself at this alpha. One that wasn’t his.
He had actually forced himself on
the prince!
A whimper escaped him, but this
time it wasn’t from the suffering of oestrus, it was from embarrassment.
He had acted like a Selkie slut.
And now...
Now he could be pregnant with the
prince’s pup.
He groaned. The king would be
furious.
Douglass, the king’s personal
assistant, had been quite clear that Finn was only permitted to rut with betas
during his cycles.
And, also, while he was living in
King Solomon’s castle, he wasn’t allowed to be on heat suppressants. He
understood why at first. The king had brought him to his colony for Prince Kai.
For the King’s firstborn son’s use if the prince’s fated mate couldn’t get
pregnant.
Finn was brought in, not to be a
surrogate, but to replace Luca, Kai’s bonded omega, if needed.
But he hadn’t been needed. Luckily,
Luca had become pregnant and had a healthy alpha-born son. Finn’s lips curled
as he pictured Dylan, who was now almost two.
And once again, Luca was heavy with
pup.
So Finn wasn’t needed, but he also
had nowhere else to go. After his pater
had died during Finn’s whelp, his father had taken another omega and went on to
produce five more sons. All alphas. Unlike Finn.
His father never wanted an omega
son and never hid that fact. Because of that, he couldn’t wait for the Seekers
to present Finn to royals. To get Finn out of his home.
Eventually, Finn was claimed by a duke,
even though they weren’t fated mates. Even though the duke had lied and told
everyone they were.
They weren’t.
Finn had a difficult time rutting
with him during the Bonding Ceremony. He felt no attraction or desire for the
duke. It didn’t help that the alpha had been ruthless with him while taking his
virginity, then crowing about it after the deed was done to everyone who stood
around the platform observing.
However, the rut was so rough and
painful, since Finn couldn’t produce enough slick, that Finn had begun to
wretch and vomit right afterward. It was bad enough that the duke’s family
decided to delay the royal branding until the next night. But during their
morning bonding swim, the duke had been attacked and eaten by an orca.
Finn had told everyone he was
devastated because that’s what had been expected, but he wasn’t. He was
relieved that he wouldn’t have to live with the callous duke forcing himself on
him over and over.
The duke’s family couldn’t wait to ship
him back home since they no longer had a need for him. However, his father
didn’t want him to return home, because Finn had rutted with an alpha and could
come into heat with no alpha to service him.
Thus, his father generously offered him to the King of
the North for one of his sons.
King Solomon accepted.
Even though he was no longer
needed, King Solomon had not sent him away.
Finn had no idea why, but he was
grateful for a place to stay. Omegas were not allowed to live on their own.
They either needed to reside with their family or with their alpha. No
exceptions.
But the king had made an exception
for Finn, allowing him to remain in the castle.
Finn figured he’d end up being a
surrogate omega for one of the princes if their own omegas couldn’t whelp a
live alpha pup or get pregnant. Or, Finn shuddered, the king would take him for
himself.
He really didn’t want to mate with
the king. He had no attraction to the older male and heard that his previous
five omega mates all died during whelp.
Though, he did produce five very
handsome alpha sons.
One being the prince who currently
knotted Finn as he slept.
Or passed out, more likely. They
had rutted so many times over the past three days, they could hardly bear it
anymore and this last time they had both immediately fallen asleep once Zale’s
knot expanded.
Finn glanced at the nearby clock. That
had been an hour ago and Finn had never heard of a knot lasting that long
before.
Had the prince rutted with him
again while Finn slept? He doubted that. As soon as a knot would subside during
oestrus, the frantic urge to rut and knot immediately began all over again
until the next knot.
And the next.
Until they were exhausted,
dehydrated and starving.
Or pregnant.
Normally, an alpha’s beta would
tend to the couple during a long oestrus. But Zale never had a chance to get a
hold of his.
And the prince wouldn’t leave the bed
to find his phone. His protective alpha instinct wouldn’t allow an omega he was
breeding to be alone. Just in case another alpha came along.
That strong alpha instinct was to
make sure it was his seed and his alone that spilled into a fertile omega’s
womb.
It ensured the continuation of that
alpha’s bloodline.
Even though Finn knew he might end
up bearing one of the princes’ sons as a surrogate or for whatever reason the
king kept him there, he hadn’t expected to rut with one of the unbonded alphas
in the castle.
That was a huge mistake.
Finn was not allowed to rut with an
alpha who was not his own. To do so was against Selkie law. So what Prince Zale
and Finn had done was very bad.
Very dangerous.
Enough so, that he was now afraid
he’d be banished. Then Finn would not only be homeless but he’d be forbidden to
interact with any other Selkies for the rest of his life.
He closed his eyes and drew in a
ragged breath.
“Are you okay?”
Prince Zale had a deep, deep voice
that was pleasant to Finn’s ears and even though he couldn’t see them now, he
knew the alpha had blue eyes that reminded him of turquoise. The color was
vivid. Nothing like his own green eyes that reminded him of ripe garden peas.
“I’m fine as long as the knot
holds.”
The prince yawned loudly. “I don’t
think I have anything left in me. I’m now like a seedless watermelon.”
Finn rolled his lips inward in an
attempt not to giggle. He should be giving the poor alpha his sympathy not
laughing at him. “I’m sorry I dragged you into this.”
“If it was only once, I’d hope we
were safe and no one would ever have to know. But it’s been three whole days.
The good thing is, that means you haven’t been impregnated yet, so we may still
escape this situation without any disastrous results. The bad thing is, once my
knot goes down, I won’t be able to walk away to ensure you don’t get pregnant.”
“I’ll go away,” Finn said softly.
He didn’t want the prince, who so generously helped him out, to be stuck with
an omega and pup that he never wanted. Just like he hadn’t wanted to be stuck
with that duke. He’d never want the prince to feel obligated.
“What? And where would you go?”
“I don’t know. I could go live in
Seaport. Among the hybrids.”
“And if you carry my son?”
Finn didn’t know how to answer
that. “You should be able to find your fated mate. Not be stuck with an omega
who isn’t.”
“Again... What if you carry my son?
Am I just supposed to let you take him elsewhere?”
“He would be considered a bastard,
Your Highness. Any son born outside of a bonded mating would bring shame upon
your king.”
“You think my bastard son would
bring shame upon my family? Maybe my father, yes, but even though you’ve been
here a couple years, you apparently haven’t been very observant.”
Finn twisted his neck and peered
over his shoulder at the prince. “Why do you say that?”
“Do you think any of my brothers or
their omegas would care that I produced a bastard? I hate even saying that
word. My son would be my son. No matter who whelped him. Bonded mate or not.
I’m not my father. I wouldn’t judge my own offspring like that.”
“But is it not the king that
matters most?”
Prince Zale didn’t answer. Instead
he moaned as he slipped from Finn, leaving a messy trail of fluids behind. Finn
automatically moved to his hands and knees and blew out an exhausted breath.
When the prince didn’t move, he
glanced over at him, lying on his back, his eyes closed and his mouth gaped
open.
He’d fallen back asleep?
How is that possible?
Before he could even consider the
answer, Finn dropped to the bed, onto his belly and he, too, was soon fast
asleep.
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