Page 68 of Knot My Sin

“Is that what you were thinking about the day of my tenth birthday?” Wren asks. My girl isn’t letting any sleeping dogs lie today.

“No,” he grunts. “I was thinking, ‘Fuck, an omega is going to be a bitch to take care of.’ Omegas are precious, and even at fourteen I knew there were dangers. Protecting you wouldn’t have been something I hated, by the way.”

“I’m starting to believe you,” she says, another tear sliding down her face.

Jasper hugs her again before saying goodbye to us, blowing out a breath.

“Sorry I broke in,” he says with a wince. “You should probably make that gate higher. Just a thought.”

And then Jasper is gone, the door closing behind him as he leaves. Rolling my eyes, I shake my head as I give into my instincts finally, scooping Wren into my arms.

“Finally, mine,” I growl, burying my face in her neck as she giggles as I kiss her there. “How are you doing, Lemon Drop? That was really fucking intense.”

Shaw, Amb, and Flynn crowd in, eyes worried.

“It was,” she agrees. “I’m glad we talked, though. I think I had a lot of jumbled feelings and memories around my big brother. Even if he did break in.”

“He’s one of the only people who knows where we live,” I tell her, walking upstairs.

I need a snuggle and a nap. Fuck, I’m tired. The guys follow me, pulling off their weapons as we enter our room. Tossing her gently onto the bed, I snicker at her squeal and Flynn’s gasp. I don’t want to treat her like glass, because I don’t see her that way. Our omega is strong, with some jagged edges.

We all have them.

Moving into the closet to put my weapons into the safe, I pull off my shoes as well and socks. My pants are the next things to come off before I’m pulling on soft joggers and tossing my shirt into the hamper.

“Who else wants a fucking nap?” I ask as I leave the closet, crawling into the bed. The guys follow my lead, and Shaw goes into the bathroom to take a piss.

“A nap sounds good,” he says when he returns.

“Why am I so sleepy?” Wren asks, yawning. “It’s alpha magic, I swear.”

“Nah, Lemon Drop, you just know how good it’ll be,” I tease her, tugging her closer to me.

My pack all settles around me on the bed, and I can already feel my lids shutting.

“Guys?” Wren asks sleepily.

“Mmhmm?” Amb grunts. “What’s up, honey?”

“Thanks for protecting me,” she says softly.

The words make the three of us purr in contentment, and Flynn wraps his arms around Wren’s waist, snuggling into her breasts. Lucky bastard.

“You don’t have to thank us for that,” Amb says. “You’re ours. We will always protect our family.”

“You think of me as family?” she asks, shivering against me. My hands rub whatever skin I can touch, kissing her neck as she arches against me.

I’m rock hard, but ignore it. I’m with my pack, cocks get hard. It’s just the way it goes. I don’t have to do anything because it is.

“Yeah, Wren,” I tell her, biting back a yawn. “Just as soon as we can make it official, and you want that, we will.”

“Ball is completely in your court,” Shaw rumbles. Amb is the little spoon to his alpha’s big spoon, which makes our cuddle pile perfect. “You’re calling the shots here.”

“That’s quite enough sports analogies,” Flynn says with a chuckle. “We’re serious, though. No more worries that our alphas can’t love more than one omega, Wren. Their instincts have been pulling them to you since the moment they laid eyes on you. I fell for you the second I saw the terror in your eyes with that goddamn collar. I love you, Darling. I can wait until you love us back.”

“You have my heart, Flynn,” she says so softly I wouldn’t have heard it if I wasn’t holding her. “I just have to convince my heart I’m safe.”

I can feel her body relax against me as she drifts off to sleep and I glance up to meet the intense gaze of my pack.

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