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Chapter Three - The need to protect and the need to be protected

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Brett and Eddy are on a mission, things have to be decided and a little second hand embarrassment never hurt. Right? Right?!

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The next day Eddy did what he promised Brett:

He thought about it. Constantly. Trying to see all angles, pros and cons.

After breakfast in bed he tried to move a little bit around and realized that his body seemed to cooperate to a degree. Walking to and from the toilet was possible now and even wandering to the living room was okay. His body was still tense and hurt, but it was not as painful as he imagined. The bruises however turned a very sick colour and looked horrible. The ones in his face were not the most painful, but the most hideous to look at, especially considering the implications behind them.

In the afternoon he still pondered his options with his heat.

He knew it would not be a cakewalk, quite the opposite, but he had the heat, which would dull his awareness and logical thoughts only leaving mindless hunger and instinct behind. The omega feared what he would do to Brett.

It was night-time when Eddy confronted Brett about it. He needed some more answers before he could decide.

"We would not have sex, right?"

Brett looked up from his laptop and furrowed his brows.

"Of course not. I would spend the heat with you as a pack alpha, not your mate. I would need to touch you, surly, but not penetrate you. Just give you constant influx of my alpha pheromones and my smell so your omega will be satisfied. Of course sex is an option, but seeing as we are not relationship-mates but rather pack-mates it is not necessary."

Eddy bit his bottom lip and sat gently on the floor in front of Brett, who was sitting on the couch the laptop on his legs.

"What about your rut?"

Brett shrugged.

"It will not matter. I can suppress it medically. I did it once too, for the world tour, remember? It does not affect me as much as the heat blockers were affecting you. I should be fine. My next rut will be a bit longer and harder but not as much as to make it unbearable."

Eddy looked straight into Brett's eyes. He could not smell any deceit - well he wasn't expecting it to be honest - and Brett seemed to think he or rather they could do it.

The touching wasn't that bad, yes, his body was still hurting, but Brett had been very careful when touching him all the time.

"It is the best solution, right?"

Again, Brett shrugged.

"We can always hospitalize you and the medical staff can help you."

But both of them knew that Eddy was strongly against this idea. He hated hospitals with a burning passion.

"No, I think I will take not my chances there. Do you need to prepare something other than the rut-blockers?"

"I'm not sure. I would like to check in with a doctor about that. I can get an appointment tomorrow if you want?"

Eddy nodded his head. "It would be great. Just to make sure, ok?"

Brett closed the laptop and put it aside. He got off the couch and sat in front of Eddy.