Page 66 of Met Your Mate

I nod and bring her wrist to my mouth. I give her a gentle peck as a thank you to my girl and drag my canines along her pulse point in praise for my omega.

"Good girl. Now," I allow my alpha to flash, showing my mate my dominance, "would you like me to make these choices for you while you figure out what you like and want?"

A tear drops from her striking blue eyes as she nods. "Please."

"Such a sweet omega, aren't you? Letting your alpha take care of you," Lucas praises, trailing his nose along her shoulder.

I growl slightly when her slick scent twirls in the breeze between the three of us. "Pancakes and bacon are for breakfast, then."

Her pupils return to a normal size. She then licks her lips, making Lucas chuckle and my pants tighten.

Fuck, I'll happily guide my little omega. Especially if she keeps looking at me like she wants to eat me more than bacon.

Which is a fucking flex for any man.

Chapter Fifty-One

BECKETT

Five days. It's been five fucking days since I've seen my sister. We haven't spoken once, but even if I never hear her voice directed at me, I won't care. I just need to see her.

Five damn days since we moved in across the street from them and I haven't seen even a flash of our matching white hair.

Is she okay? Is her pack treating her okay?

I may have gone almost twenty-one years without her, but now that I know where she is and how close I am to her, I can't rest. I have to know how she's doing and if she's getting everything she needs. If she's happy.

Freya's story about her aunt and uncle only allowing her to use butter on toast made me see red. Thankfully, Kate was there with a hand on my thigh to rein my alpha back in.

I failed my twin so fucking miserably, not to mention my fated mate was tortured for three and a half fucking years and I couldn't do anything to save her.

I didn't save either of the most important women in my life, and that realization has kept me up at night in cold sweats and nightmares.

I'm fidgety at best, and the worst part is I know it's setting my omega on edge. How Kate is staying sane with the three of us is impressive to me. Not only have I been bordering on a panic attack since we moved in, Remy and Nick haven't stopped measuring dicks since the new guy decided to move himself in with us.

I get it, I do. He's Kate's alpha, but his dominance potential if he were to mate into the pack could become an issue.

My omega has been taking turns sleeping with me and Nick, but not Remy. She's uncertain about him, but they're getting along. I'm cool with the addition. He's proven himself a leader and capable of protecting my mate, which is more than I can say about myself.

Nick, on the other hand, has been our pack lead since the beginning of that hellhole. I've never minded seeing as I've always struggled to merge and naturally coexist with my alpha side. Nick is obviously more dominant and controlled than I am, making him pack alpha.

Until now, there has never been a threat to the hierarchy of our little pack of three. Remy threatens all we have known, which in turn has led to two grown alphas constantly posturing around the house.

"Can you do something about them?" Kate huffs in exasperation.

We're both sitting on the couch, Kate watching the two dumbasses silently battle over who will make our omega's sandwich.

I shake my head, putting the book down. I hadn't read a word of it in at least ten minutes anyway. The need to learn more about my connection to my twin has been my goal while we settle in, but it seems my wandering thoughts and anxiety can't be tamed by the topic anymore.

Need to see my sister.

"What would you have me do?" I ask curiously.

She tosses her arms in the air. "Literally anything!"

I think about it for a moment, then an idea strikes, but it will be up to my omega.

"How would you feel about coming with me to see Freya right now? I feel..." I trail off, not knowing how to explain it to her.

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