Three

Winston Crowley's pov

“I knew that f**ker will do that” Xavier hissed as Martin was being rolled into our locker room, Orson had knocked him out.

Martin might have sprained ankle, “You good?” I asked Martin, 

“Yeah, I will heal soon,” Martin said with a small smile. I smiled too, patting him and standing up.

“Listen up, Reapers, we are already doing good. We just need one more goal and we win, we will send them back home losing” I said, standing firm in the middle of a tall , large Alphas. 

“Yes, Captain!” They all chorused, 

“We can do this,” I said, glancing at Martin who was already sitting up. He has a smile playing on his lips.

I walked back to the bench to pick up my helmet, “How are you feeling now?” 

“Better, Cap” he said, “Be careful”

“I will” I smiled, if I was known as an omega. I will for sure hope Martin will be my mate because he is everything an omega wants but I can't be known as an omega not with a secret like mine.

And that damn prophecy.

“Is time to go Cap” one of my teammates said and I put up my helmet and stalked out, when we got to the hall that leads to the tunnel, we met the Crimson icehawks on their way.

They made stupid remarks like we are still college kids, I shook my head. My heart skipped when I saw Orson.

He was looking at me intensely, I looked away turning to Xaviar and we made a turn to the tunnel.

We resumed our position and thankfully Orson didn't make any of his remarks, he looked so pissed because we are now on this same goal count.

My lips twitched when I looked up and he was still staring at me, “What?” I asked, his eyes held a look that I couldn't decipher.

He smirked, “Nothing” then the puck dropped and Orson snatched it before I could even react.

He threw his head over his shoulder as he winked, passing the puck to his teammates. I skated after immediately, “Sh*t”

“Looks like Winston is a little sloppy this time” One of the commentators as I made my way towards Orson's teammates who had the puck.

But before I could reach him, one of my teammates' defensemen took it from him and passed it to another teammate.

And then to me, I head straight to the opponent’s net. Dodging every obstacle, I moved fast enough for them not to catch me and slammed the puck hard into the net.

Loud roars erupted in the rink, I dropped my stock heaving out heavy breath. “Yes” I said before I was hurled up by my teammates, They bounced me in their hands 

Their scents filled my nose and bile rose in my throat, I felt dizzy but still managed to laugh and smile. “Please put me down”

They did as I said and Xavier kissed my head and said, “I love you Cap” he said as he continued to kiss my face in a playful manner.

“Stop it, stop it” I let out a laugh, pushing him away, My eyes searching around until they landed on who I was looking for.

He stood there watching like before, I couldn't see the look on his face but I could feel the intensity of his look. 

…..

  ……

“Too bad, Martin is not joining us to celebration” Xavier said as we walked up to the Bar.

I and my teammates came to the club to celebrate our win after we successfully beat the Crimson icehawks but something hasn't settled in me yet.

I kept thinking about Orson.

“Cap, what will you like to drink?” Xavier snapping me out of my thoughts.

“I think I will chill on the drinks first” I said, Xavier puts his hands around me and the feeling from earlier began.

“Why? You deserve to have some fun” Xavier said, trying to confuse me.

Heat rushed through me and as the smell of other people starts to irrate me, My wolf stirred underneath my skin and my opening felt moist.

Shit, My heat.

Panic washes through me, Its not supposed to come this early.

I pulled away from Xavier, My scent might get more pleasant to them.

I brought out my phone and check the date, My heat is but supposed to start until Five days later and my suppressant is not even here!.

“F**k” I cursed, in a club filled to the brim with mostly alpha. This is bad, I can't have my own team members find out that I am an omega.

This can't be happening to me, I stepped until I stumbled backwards and my back hits a hard body.

Sweat plastered my bangs to my face, “Watch where you're going, Pretty boy.” A deep familiar voice came, A hot breath fanned my ear.

I know that voice, Orson. My eyes widened and the world melted away.

Then my body strangely relaxed against his, he didn't push me away.

“Captain?” Xavier called as he turned back, He quickly rushed towards us. I snapped out of the trance and pushed off Orson.

I turned around, looking up at him. “So.. sorry” I apologized, he was staring down at me with that same look.

My cheeks warmed again.

“Are you okay?” Xavier asked and I nodded out of the corner of my eyes. I could see Xavier eyed Orson.

“Yeah, just exhausted. I guess” I smiled, Orson on didn't say a word even as I and Xavier walked away.

I expected some of his remarks but nothing came, I returned the bar with Xavier and ordered beer.

Then a scent waltzed into my nose, Orson on's scent was on me. I frowned, why did he put his scent on me.

I turned slightly from the stool look for him and his teammates but I didn't find him with them and somehow I felt his gaze on me.

“Drink more, Captain” I heard of my teammates said, I smiled nodding putting the cup up to take a gulp.

“You smell so nice earlier, Now you smell a little irrating” one of my drunk teammates put his arms around me.

I laughed, trying to control my heat. “What's he saying and what did he drink?” I turned Xavier who shrugged and peeled the teammate off me.

“Shut up, Josh. Alpha's scent are supposed to smell irrating to another alpha” Xavier said, 

“No, Cap always smell nice sometimes” Josh said, drunkenly making my heart thumped against my chest.

“What did you drink?” Xavier asked as he pulled Josh along with him.

This are one of the times I wished I was an Alpha.

Heat returned and everything starts spiraling again, I knew if i don't get away from here I would lose control. I got off the stool and walked towards the restroom hoping to lock myself in a stall.

I successfully made it to a stall even though I know my scent might now be attracting alpha. “I need to call Anne” I mumbled as I pulled the stall lock but a strong hand grab it.

“There you are”