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Dolph woke to find himself sandwiched between a wall and his agitated Alpha holding him in a death grip. He blinked, trying to ignore the agitated pheromones Drew put off.
It had been like this for almost three days.
Dolph found himself beginning to purr involuntarily. This hadn't worked but still- he had a biological need to try.
"Why are you awake?" Drew's eyes fluttered open, his blue eyes cold as ice. "I know you were restless all night. You should still be asleep. Not only that but we've had an insane week."
"The wall is not very cuddly." In an effort to appease his Alpha, he blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "You had me plastered to the wall again."
"Go back to sleep." Drew tightened his grip on Dolph.
It was easier said than done. Dolph's anxiety neared its peak. He couldn't calm down and sleep as long as he could sense Drew's irritation.
"You don't like watching me lose." Dolph decided it best to attempt tackling the subject head on.
"A good Alpha ensures his Omega's success." Drew shrugged. "Should have done more to ensure your victory."
Dolph resisted the urge to roll his eyes. They had had this conversation more times than he cared to remember. Dolph didn't blame Drew- it wasn't his fault and he needed to accept it.
Like any stubborn Alpha, Drew refused to accept it as fact.
Because of that, he had been in a very bad mood since Summerslam. No amount of reassurance would put his mind at ease.
When Dolph needed to resort to tricks of nature, it was bad.
"This is insanity," Dolph mumbled, staring hard into the wall. Part of him hoped the answer to this problem would just materialize out of nowhere.
Dolph never imagined he would end up with someone like Drew. The locker room had any number of eligible Alphas and yet, something attracted him to this odd, Scottish man.
"You're not asleep," Drew growled, using his 'Alpha' voice. "Why?"
Dolph let out a soft keen on the off chance it would calm Drew.
For as much as Drew's reputation marked him as a psychopath, that tended to be the opposite of Dolph's experience. If anything, Drew was a teddy bear.
"I'm worried about you." Dolph exhaled, twisting his neck to expose his scent glands. His tension eased as Drew buried his nose in the crook of his neck.
It was the closest Dolph had come to scenting his Alpha since Summerslam.
"You're going to work yourself into a rut if you aren't careful." Dolph inhaled, feeling Drew's hot breath on the side of his neck.
"Would that be such a bad thing?" Drew leaned closer, scraping his teeth against Dolph's neck. He stopped, tracing his finger over Dolph's scent glands. "Get you bonded as my mate."
"There's a difference between bonding because we want to and bonding because there's a pup on the way." Dolph relaxed into the plush of the mattress.
"I can see that." Drew moved closer, pressing a soft kiss to Dolph's lips. "Not a bad thing." He let out a deep growl, a sound meant to calm an Omega.
Dolph shifted again, burying his nose in the crook of Drew's neck. Inhaling, he took in the intoxicating scent of pears, soft leather and black pepper.
For the first time in days, Drew smelled like himself.
"Sorry I was such a bad Alpha," Drew mumbled, pressing kisses to Dolph's bare shoulders. "Should have protected you better."
"No, you're a great Alpha." Dolph rolled over, staring at Drew eye to eye. "Can't be The Show Off without a protector as great as you."
If Dolph hadn't known better, he would have sworn Drew puffed up at the comment.
Dolph shifted again, resting his head on Drew's chest. With his ear resting just above Drew's heart, Dolph heard that familiar rush of his love's heart.
Between the gentle rush of his heartbeat, Drew's soft chirps and his Alpha's familiar scent, Dolph felt his eyes begin to grow heavy.
Really- he'd been so worried about Drew that he hadn't slept well in days.
"Sleep, Love," Drew crooned. "I'm fine." He pressed a kiss to the top of Dolph's head. "Love you."
"Love you too," Dolph mumbled sleepily.
Then, for the first time in 3 days, Dolph fell into a peaceful sleep.
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