*Cameron*

I felt extremely exhausted and weak.

Slowly opening my eyes, I groan as my muscles screamed in throbbing pain as I rolled over. The bright sunlight streaming through the curtains almost made me hiss in annoyance, but it quickly caught my attention that my bedroom window wasn't situated like that. My body stiffens and my alertness goes haywire as I stare at the unfamiliar wall in front of me.

And on top of all that, I was completely naked under the sheets.

Racking my brain, I try to remember on the last thing I did. At first it was all hazy and unfocused. I remember hitting the club, not finding anyone worth my time, then someone bought me a drink and...spiked it with a drug. I slightly remember getting the hell out of the there but what happened after that?

Where did I end up going? Did the drug take full control and the asshole caught up with me? Holy shit did I just get date raped? Nonconsensual sex? I groan in dismay and disgust, my body beginning to shake uncontrollably.

Slowly sitting up in bed I was afraid to feel my body for any soreness but when I twist I frown. It didn't feel like I had sex with anyone. Other than my dick feeling raw and sensitive nothing else seemed to be out of the norm. I carefully scan the room but there was nothing in here that could tell me any personal information about who it belonged too.

The place honestly looked like a basic spare room or something. I look around for my clothes but I don't see them anywhere. Maybe there was something in the closet. I go to get out of bed but then someone starts turning the doorknob and I quickly get into fight mode.

But the person who pokes their head threw me completely by surprise.

"Tristan?" My eyes go wide when he opens the door wider while holding a tray of food and water.

"You're finally awake. Thank goodness, I was beginning to worry there for a moment." His soft voice states as he gently closes the door behind him and walks over to the side of the bed.

I blink. "I'm confused. Where are we?" My voice sounded and felt like sandpaper.

I wait for him to place the tray on the nightstand table, and he sits on the bed next to me. Reaching up he places a gentle hand on my forehead.

"How much do you remember?" He asks me instead, which made me feel a little suspicious.

"Not much. I remember everything up to the point of when I left the club..." I slow my speech, staring as his features were neutral like he already knew this. "What do you know that I don't?" I ask.

He hands me the glass of water and I drank greedily. Sighing he starts speaking. "We're at Sia's place. Apparently you were drugged and called him when you thought someone was following you. They used a heat enhancer but thankfully you caught on almost immediately, so it didn't take effect until you were already safe inside the diner that Sia picked you up from. However, if he hadn't shown up when he did you could have been in a lot more serious situation."

As he talks little snippets start coming back to me. My cheeks redden as I remember how I acted in the restaurant, acted with Sia. I wanted to groan in humiliation. To bury my face in the blanket and hide under the bed to never come back out ever again. All that talk about Alphas and Omegas for weeks and what did I do? I ended up proving how much of an ass I was.

"Why didn't he just take me home?" I mumble wanting to die here and now.

"He was afraid that whoever followed you, if someone was, didn't follow him and finding out where you lived. I told him he could have brought you to my place, but he practically stated the same about me so brought you here instead."

"Ugh, oh my God. I can't believe all of this happened." I groan again this time flopping back onto the bed staring up at the ceiling as memories start rushing back to me.

My body stiffens when I remember one particular memory. I thought it was a dream but now I don't think it was. Sitting back up in a rush, my head swims from the motion. Grabbing my skull I close my eyes until it stops.

"You okay? Here you should eat something. You've been out of it for a few days." He grabs the plate on the tray and hands it over.

"A few days? Exactly how many?" I ask with dread.

"Three. I came the next day since Sia called me in a panic and needed my help. You were..." His cheeks pinken and I wasn't wholly sure I even wanted to know.

"Was I that bad?" I wince afraid of the answer.

"No, not necessarily. I acted the same way with Axel according to him." He shrugs.

"Wait, Axel knows about all this?" I shrink into myself, hoping none of this got out to anyone else.

"Snippets of it. He knows the basic stuff but not the details. I just told him you weren't in the right state of mind, and he understood completely."

I bite my lower lip, feeling a little worried. "A-And what about...Sia?" My voice was low, and I couldn't quite look my best friend in the eye when I asked.

Tristan blinks then clears his throat. "He's not here right now. Hasn't been for the last two days. He needed too..." He let his sentence drop, skirting his eyes to the ground.

I groan for the hundredth time covering my face with my hands. "That's just perfect. I drove him out of his own home because I couldn't control myself."

"It's not your fault, Cameron. He knows that. We all know that. Your pheromones are too strong. Axel couldn't even come through the door without gagging and wanting to puke, no offense."

Mated. Bonded. Must be nice to be able to have that reaction when it came to other unwanted scents around you. My body flushes with heat as I remember what kind of reaction Sia had on mine and while I wanted to be disgusted by it, I wasn't. Far from it. Because while I know they all think that I had no control and it wasn't my fault going through with what I did, I couldn't lie to myself that a huge part of me wanted Sia to submit to my pheromones.

But he hadn't. Not completely. He allowed me some relief and used his body in a way that I was able too. No Alpha I had ever encountered would have resisted as much as he did. Was it because he hated me that much that the thought of allowing to give in when I was demanding it was too much to comprehend?

He had fought so hard against it that I couldn't help but feel hurt and depressed. It was one thing to not be wanted because I couldn't conceive but another not to be wanted at all.

"So, it's just been me and you?" I ask feeling dejected.

"Pretty much. Although Axel wouldn't allow me to just be here all alone to help you, so he had one of his men stay with us whose a Beta. So, your pheromones didn't affect him at all. But don't worry he stays out in the living room."

"Sorry you had to put up with me, Tris." I say with a heavy sigh.

"I'm not. It's nice to get out of the house and be useful for once. You helped me so it's my turn to help you. We're best friends after all."

He said it with such sincerity that my eyes slightly misted from the overflowing emotions. "Thanks." I whisper.

He gives me that bright beautiful smile that I love and pushes the plate further into my hands. "Now eat."