Chasing The Rogue

-14- 🌻 I F*cked Up

"So I fucked up. I did the best I could do, and then I fucked up. What do you want? I said I was sorry. Would it help if I said it again, and again, and again, and again?"
~The Lemonheads, 'So I Fucked Up'

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*Lucca's POV*

Where the fuck am I? My body aches as I try to move, as if all of my energy had been sucked out of me. Squinting, I sit up with a groan and try to rub the sleep out of my eyes. What the hell happened last night? I look down at myself, frowning when I realize that I'm completely naked. The sheets are rumpled around me, covered in... wait, what the fuck?

"Mhm," a sleepy groan makes my heart leap into my throat. Did I go home with someone last night? No... no, I didn't even go out. I came straight home after work. But, someone knocked at my door. Who...?

The small body next to mine rolls over, and I gasp from shock.

...Kai?

My shock only worsens when I realize he's also completely naked; his brown, fluffy hair messy from the night before. My eyes fall on the space between his neck and his shoulder, and my stomach drops as memories of what happened in the nighttime floods into my mind.

No.
No, no, no, no.
Fuck.

Reaching up to my neck, I wince when my fingers run over the bite marks there. Holy shit. We marked each other. Fuck, fuck, shit, fucking shit.

This wasn't supposed to happen. We were never supposed to... god dammit! Ryland's going to kill me. Landon's going to kill me. Ronnie, Lia, Lyn... hell, even Xander is going to kill me! I'm so fucked.

I never wanted this. Never wanted to succumb to the so-called 'destiny' the Moon bitch laid out for me. Having a mate was the last thing in the world I wanted, let alone a fucking marked mate. But it's too late. Because the Omega lying beside me is undoubtedly carrying my mark, just as I now carry his.

Kai sleeps peacefully in my bed as I press my palms against my forehead, trying to will away the obnoxious pounding. Bits and pieces of last night continue to flash back to me, but one question still remains: How the fuck did we end up here? I remember feeling really hungover and coming home early from work. I remember feeling way too hot, like my skin was on fire. I remember Kai showing up at my door, saying something about herbs and heat...

Heat.

The realization slaps me in the face, leaving me feeling like an absolute fucking idiot. Heat?! How could I not see that I was in fucking heat?! That's one of the first things we learn about when we get close to turning eighteen. You find your mate, you go into heat, you mark your mate. Something that sounds so simple, yet I couldn't remember a damn thing before I recklessly marked Kai!

I marked him... I can't believe I actually fucking marked him. My imprint, on his skin. Forever.

Kai stirs next to me. Still asleep, he rolls onto his side, facing me. My breath hitches as I take the state he's currently in. Bruises covering his throat, left behind from my lips. Red marks over his hips from where my hands gripped him too hard. Every single detail from last night comes pouring back to me as I look at the physical evidence left upon Kai's body.

Why the fuck would he come here if he knew we were both in heat?! Was this his plan? To come here and force me to mark him, to force me to take him as my mate?

"We need to talk!" The memory of Kai's voice pleading with me plays in my mind. "I came here to talk."

"No talking," I had told him, ignoring whatever it was he wanted to tell me.