Page 22 of Knot My Sin

The cold helps to clear my senses, and I take a deep breath as I walk.

“Wren!” Flynn yells, making me shake my head as the wind causes my hair to go wild.

His long legs still overtake me, pulling me to a stop. Turning me, his eyes look over me as if to make sure I’m in one piece and I smile at him sadly.

“I’m fine,” I whisper, even as a cursed tear leaks out. Fuck, I don’t cry.

Flynn reaches out to rub it away when he freezes. “You feel kind of hot, Wren. I don’t think…”

“I’m good,” I tell him, shaking my head as I take a step back. “Thanks for everything. Take care of your alphas.”

Whirling away, I break out into a run, letting my body flee.

No more omega. No more alphas who want me gone. Just need to keep putting space and time between them.

My stomach cramps as I round a tree, making me gasp. “What the hell?” I mutter, bending over in pain. “I don’t have time for whatever this is.”

Straightening, I rub my stomach as I walk. The wind blows my brown hair everywhere, so I tuck it into the hood and pull it over my head. The scent of caramel makes me whine, and I clamp my hand over my mouth.

He’s not yours, Wren. Walk away.

I talk myself out of turning around a million times, until I make it to the stupid gate. Except, it doesn’t open, so I climb over it and jump to the ground.

It’s not the first time an alpha has lied to me. I doubt it’ll be the last.

6

FLYNN

“Wren!” I call after her as I watch her run away from me. This feels wrong. Why is she so warm?

“You let the bird go free, and she’s flying away,” Everest says as he comes outside to throw his arm around me. “Wow, look at her go. Not a goodbye or anything. No good deed goes unpunished, huh?”

Sighing, I shake my head as I stare after her. It’s not funny. “Something is wrong with her,” I mutter.

“Well, she’s not your problem anymore,” Everest reminds me, slowly turning me toward the house. “Come hang out with us. This job kind of sucked.”

Wanting to soothe my alpha, I wrap my arms around him as we head inside. Ambrose and Shaw send reassuring feelings down our bonds, making me relax more.

If they think this is for the best, then I’ll believe them for now. They’ve never lied to me before. Maybe it’s naive, but they’ve always been good to me, even though I know they aren’t good men.

“Why did the job suck?” I ask as Shaw closes the door behind us.

“Ugh, you really don’t want to hear the gory details,” he says goodnaturedly as he arms the alarm. “We had a rat in the organization we had to terminate.”

“Sounds messy,” I murmur as we move into one of my favorite rooms in the house.

Our living room is an omega’s dream. The steps go down into a lower level, and the couch is a colorful series of pillows and blankets.

Everest drops to his knees in front of me, pulling off my shoes before each of my alphas toes off their boots. As I crawl under a blanket, Ambrose grins, following me. Soon, my alphas surround me, and I snuggle into Ambrose’s shoulder.

“You still feel sad,” Shaw murmurs. His head is in my lap, and he’s curled up on the floor. It’s his favorite place to be, he says, because it’s the most comfortable. “Why?”

“I wish all omegas could experience this,” I tell him with a shrug. “Wren looked so sad when she left. She told me to make sure I took care of my alphas before she ran off. I want her to find peace.”

“You’ve always been one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met,” Shaw mumbles as I run my fingers through his hair

You’re one of the grumpiest,” I tease him. “There’s something going on. Why did you rush her off like that?”

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