Page 40 of Knot My Sin

“Why do you want to hide your scent? Shaw is your match, you’ve found what people dream of,” he reminds.

“I can’t stay,” I tell him hesitantly. “You have a good thing here. It’s a known fact that two omegas can’t exist together. I’m too broken to trust anyone ever again too.”

Flynn takes a deep breath as his green eyes gaze at me.

“We fucked up, Darling. Shaw, Everest, Amb, and I. There were so many things we assumed, and you ended up almost dying out in the woods. No omega deserves to have a heat by themselves,” he growls.

“It was my first… and last,” I mutter. Flynn opens his mouth, pain in his eyes as it all starts to hit him. The first heat as an omega is one of the strongest, and omegas are warned about this. I remember hearing girls in school talk about this in the upper level classes.

I swallow hard because I don’t like to think about a time where I was an innocent girl. It hurts too much, and brings up too many memories.

“Wren,” he whispers, pain in his voice as I shake my head. “You’re so fucking strong, Darling. Tell me you know that.”

“I’m not,” I sob, my walls shredding as I speak to him. “I’m so weak. Do you know how many times I almost walked into the river? I never make waves, I don’t talk back, I am not strong.”

“You’re here, aren’t you?” Flynn whispers, wiping away my tears as he pulls me into the safety of his arms. We’re nose to nose as we talk, and I don’t have the strength to move away.

I should though, right?

“I don’t know what kind of shit you’ve been through, but we want to help. You said that ‘he’ called you Wren. Who, Darling?” he asks, rubbing my back slowly. “Can you tell me?”

“Trey was my alpha,” I murmur as if the words are pulled from me. Taking a deep breath, I shake my head. “I don’t like to think about it. He hurt me. Badly. All I know about alphas is that they want to control and hurt me.”

“I know you’re not going to believe me, but our alphas have never hurt me,” Flynn tells me. A whine falls off my lips before I can bite it back.

Ours.

“They aren’t mine,” I pant. “Flynn, I need to leave. I don’t fit in.”

“Can I join this blanket fort, or is it by invitation only?” Shaw rumbles, making my eyes widen.

I can’t help it, his voice goes straight to my clit, making me perfume. Flynn sighs happily, and when he snuggles closer, all I can smell is chocolate as he presses his hard cock against me.

“God, you smell so good,” he whimpers. “I want to bury my head between your legs and see if you taste like lemon and blueberries, Darlin.”

“Fuck, baby boy,” Shaw groans. “God, now I’m hard.”

Stiffening, I turn to face the sound of his voice.

“Does it scare you that your scent match wants you?” Flynn asks. “Talk to me. You’re being such a good girl for me. Please.”

I always thought I wouldn’t be able to bear being called that, but it’s different with Flynn.

“Alphas have only ever hurt me,” I sigh. “I’ve never had sex that wasn’t meant to control and hurt me.”

Shaw makes a sound that I don’t understand.

“Shaw, chill out,” Flynn mutters. “I can honestly say that our alphas will never touch you in a way you don’t want to be touched. Can he come cuddle?”

“Why would he want to do that? He doesn’t even like me,” I scoff. “I don’t believe being my scent match will change things so quickly.”

“Wren,” Shaw whispers. “I like you fine. I’ll explain, just let me in, please.”

Inhaling deeply, I bite my lip. It smells like a bakery under the covers.

“Can you control yourself?” I ask hesitantly.

Flynn uses his finger under my chin to tilt my head back, eyes gentle. “Our mixed scents aren’t going to upset him,” he promises. “His instincts are pushing him to comfort you. He pushed you away before because he was fighting them.”

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