Into the Alpha’s Keep Chapter 83: 83

POV Fenrir Dăneşti

I pressed the birth control pills between my fingers as I stomped toward my house, crushing the snow and marking my footsteps.

I couldn’t believe Savannah had gone into heat without us expecting it. We had spent the last few weeks apart, trying to keep our feelings in check.

I tried not to think about everything Marilyn had said, but I couldn’t help but get caught in a conflict with myself.

I couldn’t decide whether I should really leave Catalina in the past and if what I felt for Savannah was a betrayal to her, as Marilyn had said.

As much as I hated the time we were apart, it was necessary.

Savannah was leaving me even more stunned than she used to. She was messing with me, with my feelings, and with my memories.

I tried to get rid of Catalina, the bad memories, the mourning, and keep only the good part of what we had lived, like good memories. Samhain was the right opportunity for that, to move forward with my plans. I didn’t think Savannah would follow me or that she would be part of that moment, but it ended up being genuinely perfect, as it should have been.

I knew Marilyn was jealous and trying to manipulate me, but... how much of what she said was an exaggeration or a lie?

I promised I would never have another female by my side after Catalina was gone, that I wasn’t worthy. And months later, with Savannah’s abrupt entry into my life, I was doing the exact opposite.

I walked into the house with a dazed mind, not knowing what to do or how to react.

The effort to maintain control was immense. A small slip, and my beast was more than ready to take control and give in to Savannah’s heat.

Anton was on the couch, looking bored, staring at the TV show with his arms crossed.

“How is she?” I asked.

“Quiet, I think she’s asleep.”

I raised an eyebrow.

I highly doubted that was possible, especially considering how she had been behaving and the scent she was emitting. He and Andrei, like any other male, didn’t feel so affected because she was mated to me. My scent was mixed with hers. While I could smell every note of that damn scent that drove me crazy.

“I don’t think so,” I retorted, raising my hand with the pills. “But at least now we have the antidote, and soon it’ll pass.”

He laughed.

“The desperation is yours, not mine.” He opened his mouth in a yawn. “I’m fine here.”

I huffed.

“When you find an omega in heat and can’t control yourself, we’ll have this conversation again.”

“I’ve already found several, and yes, I feel affected. But as for being out of control like you are, I find that hard to believe. It’s a flaw of yours,” he mocked.

“I’m telling you, Anton, when you find the right omega. I’ve witnessed many of Marilyn’s heats, as well as other females’, and none of them affected me like this.”

He rested his head against the back of the couch.

“I just don’t get one thing.”

“And what is that?”

“Why don’t you just give in to it? I mean, you’ve had sex before, it wouldn’t be like a novelty, a first time.”

“The answer is quite obvious.”

“And what is it?” he asked, turning his head toward me.

“We don’t want to. Is that hard to understand? The interest is because of the heat and the pheromones the body releases, that’s all.”

A smile played on his lips.

“I see...”

Ignoring him, I moved toward the stairs, climbing them with some desperation. I smelled her before reaching the bedroom door.

I stopped, took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and tried to control the rapid beat of my heart. I was on the edge. A damn edge, about to lose control completely.

I reopened my eyes and pushed the door, determined to deliver the pills and run out of there as quickly as possible.

Savannah was nowhere to be found.

At first, I felt despair hit me. Exhaling pheromones like that, it was like a damn beacon for the Eclipse wolves, who had now managed to invade the territory. But the warmth in my chest, which never came from me, but from my soul, directly from my beast, flared up. She was somewhere in there.

“Savannah?” I called, looking around suspiciously.

The room was just as I had left it. The bedding was all tangled, disturbed by her rubbing against it.

“I’m in the bathroom!” she shouted, her voice sounding tired.

My steps were a bit unsteady as I headed toward her. She was in the bathtub, with the water covering her whole body. Her head rested against the edge, her hair in a high bun, and her eyes closed.

The smell of my shampoo and soap filled the air, mixing with her pheromones.

I approached, but not enough, trying to maintain control, and extended my arm, handing her the pills. She opened her eyes and stared at me, letting out a sigh.

“Your scent calms me a little,” she confessed, explaining the amount of foam covering the water. “And the hot water reminds me of you. I think that helps control the heat a little.”

I gritted my teeth and looked away from her collarbone, where a drop of water was sliding down her skin toward her breasts covered by the water.

“That’s good.”

She grabbed the pills and nodded, agreeing.

Our fingers touched, and I felt a pulsing electricity. I stiffened. She moaned, arching her back, and stood up in a move so fast I didn’t think it was possible.

Water splashed everywhere, soaking the floor and my boots. Savannah stood in front of me, completely naked.

“I need you,” she pleaded, moving toward me.

I stepped to the side, avoiding her touch. If she got too close to me, there would be no control left, and we would fuck like animals, just as our beasts wanted us to.

I ran away from the bathroom, and she followed me. Her eyes were filled with emerald green, and her movements were precise and calculated, as if she were hunting.

“Savannah, take the inhibitor now.”

“You’re my inhibitor,” she purred.

Heavens, of all the battles I’d ever faced, this was the worst.

I kept my eyes on her face, refusing to look at the wet, naked body wandering around the room, trying to get to me.

She exhaled pheromones, releasing the scent of gods into the air. My knees buckled, and I had to lean against the wall to keep standing.

The intensity of her heat was scaring me. I wouldn’t give in to my animal; I wouldn’t let it make decisions for me again. The situation was getting worse, and not having control worried me.

Having sex with Savannah in the forest and by the lake, sharing casual moments with her, was one thing. I wanted it, she wanted it too. We were adults and acted on our desires. The heat was different, intense.

I swallowed hard.