"Ryder, come eat..." I called him downstairs to join the boys and I. Jake and Charlie decided to order pizza and watch a movie tonight.

He didn't verbally respond, but his foot steps were enough to tell me he was hungry. He almost fell down the stairs. He came running into the kitchen skidded across the floor and bumped into the bar stools.

"Pizza?" He questioned as he looked at the multiple large boxes.

"Yea, haven't you had any?" I asked. That's when it came to me, and omega usually has to fend for them selves. "Sorry."

"Is it good?" He asked opening a box.

"It's better than good, it's heavenly." I smiled and handed him a piece, with pepperoni on it.

He took a bite into it and his face lit up, and his eyes seemed to sparkle. "I love it." He grabbed a few more slices, and wandered off to the living room.

I smiled and grabbed my own plate, 2 pieces of pepperoni pizza. I also grabbed my can of Coke, and ran off into the living room. Everyone else was already comfortable.

"Let's see." Jake searched through my Netflix for a movie to watch.

"Jake, please not that one." I pleaded.

"This one it is." He clicked select on The Gallows.

I grumbled and sat next to Ryder. I know I'm not scared of death and the supernatural realm, but movies like this, get to me.

I occasionally buried my head into Ryder's arm. I knew he didn't mind, but I didn't want my pack mates to notice. I tried as hard as I could to watch the screen.

"I hate scary movies." I mumbled as the movie came to an end.

"Oh you didn't even watch it.." He smirked. "You had you head buried in omega boy's arm."

"Shut up." I growled and crossed my arms over my chest, as everyone laughed. 

"It's ok, I didn't mind, I enjoy the attention." Ryder turned to me and winked.

"So I think I'm going to go up stairs and, plea-. I mean lay down with Kira." We all know what Charlie wanted to do with his mate.

"I think I'm going to go crash as well." Jake smiled at me. "See you later Vic."

I tried to get up but Ryder made me stay, he had his hand in my thigh. I knew what was on his mind, and I still am unsure I should admit to the pack that he is mine.

"Please." He begged.

"No.." I sighed and pushed away from him. I ran out of the living room and up the stairs, straight to my room.

"Stop lying I know you want to." He chased me up the stairs.

"No, please!" I shouted. I knew everyone else in the house could here me.

Ryder was now in my room, or should I say our room. He kept walking toward me, and I backed up into the wall next to the bathroom door.

"Please no..." I begged.

"Princess it's bound to happen." His eyes were becoming black, yet I couldn't tell if he was angry with me, or if he was lustful.

"No!" I shouted. "Couch now!"

He whimpered and let me be. "Do you even love me?"

I felt horrible. "Ryder, I do love you, I'm just not ready..." I admitted.

He didn't say anything else. He curled up on the couch facing away from me.

I sighed and layed down in my bed, alone. I clapped and the lights turned off. My eyes scanned the darkness, those damn scary movies.

'Please, let him lay with us.' Jess begged.

'No.' I growled

'Please.' She whined.

'...' I was about to respond. But before I could I was hit with a horrible heat wave.

It felt horrible, like I was on fire. My core was boiling, causing a horrible, cramp like pain. The only thing I wanted to do was to remove most of my clothes.

I herd shifting across towards my bed. "Princess what's wrong?" Ryder sounded worried.

"I feel like I'm on fire." I panted.

"What do I do?!" He started to panic.

"My clothes.... I'm too hot....." I murmured.

He pulled the blankets off of me, and tore apart my clothes. Leaving me in a sports bra and underwear. Jess purred at his touch.

"I'm still burning...." I groaned.

"Stay with me Princess." He scooped me up in his arms.

He rushed to the bathroom and set me down in to the cold tub. Not bothering to undress the rest of me.

"I hope this will help you." He turned on the cold water.

I sighed in relief, the burning sensation died down, but the pain fell like it was pulsating. "I still feel pain." I repeated.

"What's wrong..." He gripped my hand tightly, as he knelt by the tub.

"It will be like this tomorrow night too.." I sighed.

"What's going on." His grip tightened.

"I'm going into heat."