Page 63 of Knot My Sin

“Corbin had us start running errands for him, and then hired us as his enforcers when we turned eighteen. We went from scrawny kids at sixteen to filled out alphas,” Everest says proudly. “There’s a darkness the three of us have, and this lets us release it. When we get home, we’re settled and happy.”

“So killing is therapeutic?” I ask him. It kind of makes sense. Alphas have a natural aggression, but I don’t see as much of it as I’d expect from three alphas living together.

Flynn laughs at that as he thinks. “I can see that. They’re grumpy when they go too long without killing someone,” he says. “I don’t ask too many questions about their work, but it doesn’t really bother me at all.”

Humming with a nod, I shift against Shaw. Flipping onto his back, he pulls me over him, as if he’s a pillow. As I lay my head on his chest, his long-sleeved shirt impossibly soft, I sigh.

God, this feels nice.

Shaw plays with my hair as I move my fingers slowly to touch his other hand. The ink is dark with green and blue detail, and I can just make out a snake peeking out from underneath his sleeve.

“How did you guys meet again?” I ask. I know Flynn told me vaguely about it, but I want to know their side.

“The three of us have been together for as long as I can remember,” Ambrose says. “When puberty hit and we got the urge to experiment, we did it with each other. Shaw, Everest, and I all grew up together, but our parents all had busy lives. We got into shit together, and got each other out of it. So when the three of us packed up and wanted to start looking for an omega, we joined a dating site that specializes in safe dating.”

“We wanted to go about things the right way, even if we are made men,” Shaw says, his fingers through mine to hold my hand. “We also couldn’t just go to a bar and meet someone. Our life is dangerous.”

“How does the dating site work exactly?” I ask, intrigued.

“Hollis Edwards runs a dating site, and she vets every pack carefully. She didn’t care who we worked for, which was something we were concerned about. Hollis said she needed alphas who were good men who were serious about finding an omega they would match well with,” Everest says, his light blue eyes darkening slightly at the memory.

“We filled out a long ass application form, met with her, and then she started setting up dates,” Shaw says. “We didn’t care if the omega was female or male, and to be honest, most people who go through her don’t. The connection is what matters.”

“I joined the service because it was a safe way to meet alphas,” Flynn says softly. Ambrose is cuddling him, and I have to admit that they’re adorable. “My parents are amazing. They protected me, were really open with me about what to expect, since my mom is an omega, and I decided I wanted to find a pack before my heat. If I ended up signing up for rotations with different packs because I didn’t find someone I wanted to bond with, then so be it.”

“Thankfully, that’s not what happened,” Everest growls. It goes right to my clit, making me shudder.

Shaw chuckles, his hand ghosting along my skin to grab a handful of my ass and rock me over his erection. He does it so nonchalantly, I whimper as his length slides over the thin material covering my pussy.

Flynn smirks at me as he watches, and I know I won’t be finding any help from him.

“Pack Mohan was my first and only date, and I found out within five minutes of being at the restaurant with them that Everest and Amb were my scent matches,” Flynn murmurs. He looks happy at the memory as he remembers their date. “I had an instant connection with the three of them, and that was that.”

“We saved enough money to be able to buy this land, built our home, and the rest is history,” Shaw says. Flipping me onto my back as I squeal, he grins down at me. “Now we have you.”

“Do you? Have me,” I gasp.

“As soon as you decide to let go and agree that you want us,” he breathes before he kisses me.

Everest and Ambrose joke and rate the kiss as Shaw proceeds to pull my soul from my body. Eyes wide as I stare at him, he just kisses my nose as he gets up, pulling me after him. As if by that silent command, Everest and Ambrose start to pick everything up as Flynn moves over to us and Shaw throws his arm around him to snuggle us both close.

This should feel odd, but I have to say that it feels as if Shaw has always held us this way. I’m worried about how natural this feels, but when Flynn’s fingers link with mine, I push the feeling away. There’s love and happiness shining through our tenuous bond, and he’s happy with how this is going. There’s none of the omega jealousy I was worried about, now I just have to deal with my own shit.

I wish that was easier said than done. I have so much unresolved trauma. I can clearly see the shattered pieces of my soul as I walk back to the house with Pack Mohan. This could be my pack. They’re so easy with each other, teasing and laughing, and it’s hard for me to be that light and easy with others.

“Hey, Wren,” Shaw murmurs, drawing my attention. Flynn glances at us before kissing my cheek and moving away to roughhouse with Everest and Ambrose. God, he’s so intuitive, though his bond with both of us helps, I’m sure.

“Yes,” I ask, looking up at him.

“You know you can take all the time you need, right?” he asks. “There’s no pressure, but we are formally making our intentions known. Pack Mohan wants you to be our omega.”

I can’t even fight with him that he already has an omega, not now when they’ve shown me they can easily accommodate two omegas. Flynn and I are also so connected, I don’t want to push them away.

“I do,” I murmur. “I just have to get over my own hang ups and fear now. I could be too broken?—”

“You have three mafia men courting you, I don’t think you’re too broken, Sweetness,” Shaw interrupts me, lips twitching in amusement. “We’ll take it one step at a time, help you through every nightmare, every fear. Together.”

Everest and Ambrose turn back to walk with us, while Flynn runs up to the house.

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