Page 36 of Knot Her Reality

“Tell me how you’re feeling about all of this.” I grab her hand in mine, glancing up when Ana goes to sit on Paisley’s other side. “Would you mind if it’s just the two of us? I think we need to talk, omega to omega.”

Ana looks like she wants to argue, but Malachi lays a hand on her shoulder. “Let the omegas have some time together. You can’t always be with both of them.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Ana leans over to press a kiss to the top of Paisley’s head before sitting in the second row with Malachi.

“I feel a lot better about today. Obviously, I started out the day feeling a little possessive, but when Malachi had his arm around you as we walked out to the car, I didn’t feel the need to growl at you, so I count that as a win.” Paisley laughs, squeezing my hand. “I’m sorry I was such a bitch to you. I know I come off as entitled—because I am, and I know that—but you’re beautiful. I think you’d make a great addition to our pack or us to yours. I just can’t promise that I won’t get possessive.”

I nod. “And that’s perfectly okay. As long as you talk to me about what you’re feeling. I don’t want to do anything that’s going to set you off, you know?”

“I know.” Paisley glances down at our intertwined hands before meeting my eyes again. “I’d like to kiss you, if you’re okay with that.”

I grin, already leaning toward her. “I’d love nothing more.”

Our lips brush against one another once, twice, and then a third time before I pull away. When she chases my lips, I kiss her again. This kiss isn’t nearly as innocent. Her mouth opens to allow me access. Our tongues move together as I try to move her closer to me, but we’re already practically on top of one another.

“Do we really think this is the best time for that, omegas?” Ana’s cold voice is like a glass of water being thrown over my head.

The two of us jerk apart, panting. My eyes narrow on Ana, annoyed that she interrupted us.

Ana just lifts her eyebrow and cocks her head. “I was starting to smell the two of you. I know Mike and Lucas have mates of their own, but I’d rather they not smell my omega… or you, if I’m honest.”

I cross my arms, full-on pouting at this point. While I get what she’s saying, I’m so turned on that I just want to get fucked, and that’s obviously not going to happen.

“Thank you, Alpha Reyes,” Lucas calls back. “It is preferred if there is no sex in the car.”

I sink down in my seat, face flushing. Okay, they have a point, but damn it.

Paisley giggles. I glance at her to find her face as red as mine. As soon as our eyes meet, I dissolve into laughter with her.

Such is the life of an omega, am I right?

I’m just glad that it seems Paisley was able to work past her possessiveness. There might be a few things I find odd about her pack, but I still want to get to know them better. It would really suck if I had to send them home during the first rose ceremony. Now, that’s no longer a worry, and I can move on to worrying about the last eight suitors I’ll be meeting over the next two days.

Chapter Eleven

Paisley

This isn’t at all how I thought this was going to go.

While I agreed with my pack to come onto Heated, I didn’t actually think we’d find another omega to join our pack. It’s clear that Evangeline and I aren’t an omega pair, but I actually like her—which surprises me.

She’d taken her time to make sure that I was comfortable with being on the show and with what was happening. She didn’t have to do that, and I wasn’t expecting it. I didn’t deserve for her to act like that when I was such a bitch to her when we met.

Evangeline is gorgeous and has a successful career. She’s older and everything I want to be, but I don’t know how to go about it. I don’t know how I go from being the entitled omega I know I am to being an independent omega. Instead of admitting that out loud, I lashed out at Evangeline. I didn’t like the way Malachi watched her. I didn’t like the hunger I saw in Ana’s eyes. They’re my alphas, and they shouldn’t be looking at another omega like that.

Or at least that’s what my insecurities were screaming at me.

It’s been less than twenty-four hours, and yet Evangeline is already making such a big impact on me. I still don’t know that I could allow another omega into my pack—at least not yet—but I can’t bring myself to say that out loud. I don’t know if I can share my alphas and beta with anyone else, but admitting that means that we’d be sent home, and I know I’m not ready for that yet.

The least I can do is try—not just for my pack but for me as well. And for Evangeline.

“Paisley?”

I blink, turning to face Ana. “Hmmm?”

She purses her lips, face stern as she shakes her head. “I’ve been calling you for the last few minutes.”

“Sorry. I guess I was zoned out. Is there something you needed?” I give her a soft smile. She’s a bit of a hard ass, but that’s what I need more often than not. I need someone to be firm with me and not just let me get away with everything like Malachi and Nash do. She’s definitely our firm hand of the pack.

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