Threats of Jasmine: Book Three in the Broken Omegas Series by Kitt Lynn

Author:Kitt Lynn [Lynn, Kitt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LuPo Publisher
Published: 2024-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

I jerk awake, the taste of copper still lingering on my tongue. For a split second, I can still feel the hard bathtub beneath me, but then it falls away, replaced by my soft mattress.

You’re okay, I remind myself, zeroing in on the sounds of my pack sleeping around me. It was just a dream.

Turning my head to one side, I stare at Isaac’s sleeping face. He’s pressed right up against my side, his arm draped over my chest. Swanley’s rhythmic snores drift from the other side of the beta, and Kofi is dead asleep on my other side. His broad chest rises and falls with deep, heavy breaths.

I shift on the bed, rubbing where my stomach was cut in my dream. The phantom sensation is still there, or maybe I’m remembering when it was actually cut. After all, the wound on my belly took the longest to heal.

Isaac mumbles something in his sleep, then he shimmies and rolls the other way. While I’m sad he’s no longer snuggling me, my bladder is thrilled.

Scooting ever so slowly so I don’t wake anyone, I make my way to the edge of the bed. I pee in the dark, closing my eyes to enjoy the release of pressure. Once I’m done, I dab at my privates, wincing when I brush against my entrance. It’s so sore. The delicate skin is still raw from taking Kofi’s knot. The dang thing was stuck inside me for so long, I thought it was never coming out.

Tiptoeing through the bedroom, I make my way toward the kitchen. The rest of the house is dead silent, just the occasional groan from the wind rushing off the mountains. I get myself a quick cup of water, washing down the last dregs of my nightmare.

I stare at my reflection in the window over the sink. My cheeks are rosy and my mark...I lift my chin, angling my head to one side. My mark looks good. Really good! I’m too scared to touch it, but the blurry image reflecting back at me looks fresh and pink. It’s not the raw, mangled mess that Preston left me with. Looking back, I believe he might have been trying to rip my throat out. There were many times when I wished he had.

“Stop it,” I whisper to myself. “You have a new mate.” I can’t help the note of pride in my voice as I place my palm over my fresh mark. It stings, but the pain feels good. It’s proof that I’m loved.

Not quite ready for bed, I lean against the sink, forcing my eyes to focus past my own reflection. The sky is pitch black with a few streaks of moonlight breaking through the clouds. I watch the trees sway in the breeze and something small moving in the shrubs. Maybe the raccoons are back for the trash bins. Isaac will go ballistic if he wakes up to a mess in the driveway. The shrubs rustle again, darkness keeping me from seeing whatever critters are out there, but I still squint, trying like hell to make out the shape.

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