Page 8 of Knot My Sin

Ambrose turns to look at her as well, his dark brows furrowing. During the drive, he pulled the hair tie from his hair, and it’s now free over his shoulders. I know it was so that Flynn could play with it as we drove to soothe his nerves. We all have a soft spot for our bonded omega.

“It wasn’t quite the plan to buy you, but we’ll muddle through,” he says gruffly. “We’ll be at the house soon, and then we’ll decide what to do with you.”

The girl simply nods quickly before looking down at the ground, burrowing into the jacket. No matter what Flynn says, I’m pretty sure I’m going to have to burn my favorite coat. Training my eyes back on the road, I rub the well trimmed hair on my face in annoyance.

I’m exhausted. I want to toss the girl in a room and not have to worry about her, so I can fuck my omega and nap. I pretty much hate people, and even though the little mouse doesn’t speak, somehow that pisses me off even more.

A few minutes later, I roar down the back road to our home, enjoying how peaceful it looks. There’s a gate that only opens when it reads the sensor on my vehicle, and I wait as it begins to move once it recognizes me.

The guys shift around me quietly, clearly happy to be home as well.

“I want a shower and a nap,” Ambrose groans, stretching. My lips twitch in amusement as Everest rubs his stomach next to me, because he’s always hungry.

I don’t know where the blue-eyed alpha puts it all.

“It’s nice to be home,” I murmur. The driveway is a mile away from the gate, and the gorgeous trees on the way to our home are blooming, making me excited for summer.

It’s been too damn cold this spring.

Pulling into the driveway outside of the house, I gratefully put the SUV into park. I usually am the driver when we go places because of my need to be in control, and while I don’t mind it, it’s always a relief to come home.

Shoving the door open, we all bail out of the vehicle, closing the doors behind us as we start walking toward the front door. I lock and arm the SUV as I walk, starting to unlock the front door when I hear Flynn curse loudly.

“What?” I ask, half turning to see him standing exasperated as he points at the trunk of my vehicle. I can’t even see the little omega curled up in there, and I sigh as I realize we all fucking forgot about her.

“Not it. One of you get her out of the car and toss her into a room with a couple of blankets. She’ll keep till tomorrow.”

“Are we not feeding her?” Flynn asks, eyes wide.

“Nah,” I grunt. “I don’t want her to get too comfortable. We aren’t keeping her.”

Tossing the SUV keys to Everest who just rolls his eyes at me, I continue opening the front door and disarming the security system. Whatever I’m feeling right now is a passing phase. As long as I ignore the girl, it’ll fade.

I continue to tell myself this even as I shower, and then refuse to ask where they put her when I throw on a pair of joggers and walk down to the kitchen to make myself a sandwich.

My mouth is full when Jasper’s number flashes across my screen, and wince when I push my phone to Flynn to answer, while I finish chewing.

“Hi, Jasper,” Flynn answers, putting him on speaker phone.

“Hey, is Shaw around?” he asks. Grabbing my glass, I take a quick sip, swallowing hard with a wince.

“Yes,” I rasp. “Sorry about that. I took a bite of my sandwich just as the call came in. We just got in a little while ago.”

“Any luck?” he asks. I feel bad for the guy. His brothers and he are beating themselves up for not noticing the shit his parents were into.

“No, I’m really sorry, man. It’s been a really long time. That auction was really tough today. The omegas weren’t treated very well,” I say honestly. “I don’t know how a little girl would survive at that age. There weren’t any kids under the age of sixteen there today.”

“Shit,” Jasper whispers. “Maybe it’s a pipe dream to keep looking. My brothers and I just feel so damn guilty.”

“You were kids,” Ambrose reminds him, leaning on the island to make sure Jasper can hear him. “There was nothing you could have done.”

“Sometimes you just have to let it go, man,” Everest murmurs. I don’t miss the tortured glance he gives me, and I give him a small nod.

We all have things we wish we could undo. The reality is that life doesn’t offer do overs.

Ever.

All we can do is keep moving forward, and hope the howls of our ghosts eventually forgive us.

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