Page 271 of Omega for the Pack

I felt like such a failure.

“Now that I’ve disclosed nearly all my secrets,” said Caleb, glancing over at me while driving. “Tell me about your past dating life. It’s not often that an omega isn’t a virgin.”

It was true. Omegas were supposed to save themselves for an alpha pack. We were the only ones capable of producing alpha babies on Howl’s Edge. I lost my virginity out of the spur of the moment and because I couldn’t resist a particular alpha.

“I didn’t date often,” I said. “I lost my virginity during a masked party seven years ago when I was twenty-one- masquerading as a beta girl.”

“Hmm, a masked party?” he asked inquisitively, looking at me- his eyebrows rising as he looked back at the road.

“Yeah, it was a random Halloween party for crazy college kids,” I said. “I don’t even remember the guy. But I remember the tattoo of a leaf between his shoulders on his back. We were so drunk, I could barely remember it. It’s whatever. I was gone by the time he woke up, but it was one hell of a good knotting.”

Caleb’s arms suddenly tensed on the steering wheel.

“Are you sure?” he asked, turning to me.

“Sure, what?”

“That the tattoo was a leaf?”

All of a sudden, my hands turned clammy, and my face became hot.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“That’s me. It was me who you slept with that night.”

Thirteen

CALEB

“What the hell,” groaned Jade, holding her face between her hands as she leaned forward on her lap.

I couldn’t believe it.

I was looking for this omega for a full two years before I met Glenda, who was the next best thing at the time. I settled, but we had gradually grown into an understanding. My heart raced as I tried not to stare at Jade and crash the truck. I wanted to look at her again.

I remembered how magnetic her pull was at the party. Her sleek red mask and red dress. Her subtle sexuality pulled me in even deeper. It was a like a gut punch when I found her gone a couple of hours after we made love on the roof. Her being still pulled my heart to this day.

And even now. No matter how hard I tried to fight it.

Jade had lingered on my mind, and it was but a distant memory now. My heart beat hard in my chest, remembering her beautiful thick thighs and soft belly as I kissed her body that night. I couldn’t believe I didn’t recognize those thighs of hers. Iliterally masturbated the other night, staring at her legs and her pussy.

“I won’t talk about it if you don’t want to,” I said, placing my hand on her thigh. She tensed, and I pulled my hand back. I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.

“It’s crazy that we met before,” she said softly, slowly lifting her face and looking at me. “No wonder your scent was familiar to me.”

I kept my eyes on the road to avoid making her feel more self-conscious than she already was. I could smell her scent rising, turning into the scent of sour green apple from her nervousness. I tried to avoid inhaling her scent, but it was impossible in the truck. She hadn’t worn scent blockers in a while, so her perfume intoxicated me. I wanted to pull the truck to the side of the road and fuck her until the morning. Ram my dick into her until she screamed my name.

But I couldn’t do that. Bruce was right.

We shouldn’t string this omega along if we weren’t going to be serious.

“I looked for you that night,” I said. “I searched for the girl in the red mask and heels for a long time.”

“You’re lying,” she whispered, staring out the window.

“Why would I lie to you? That night was special to me,” I said. “We had a connection that I can remember even today. Before we fucked, we talked and laughed for hours. Don’t you remember?”

“I remember,” she whispered, pressing the tissue against her wound. It hurt me that she was hurt. “Because you thought I was a beta, and we both wanted a one-night stand sort of thing.”

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