Page 62 of Snows Sinful Seven

Chapter 17

Regina

It’s been a week since being reunited with Snow, and I’ve been practically glued to her side the whole time.

The guys might call their home a cottage, but it’s more like a massive cabin. When I think of a cottage, I think of a small, cozy place. But with these lycans being over seven feet tall, there’s no way a cottage would fit them.

Everything about this place is big. Except Snow. At first, I thought it was rude to have her sleeping in such a small space, but then Dallas pulled me to the side and explained that omegas like less space. They like small, cozy spots to make their nests.

When I asked what the hell she needed a nest for—she wasn’t a bird—he laughed and shook his head. Guess it’s a place where omegas feel safe. A place of their own. The smaller it is, the less overwhelming. No open spaces to feel exposed.

I also didn’t know that an omega’s nest was a sacred place that they don’t just share it with anyone. She needs to trust you, to feel comfortable around you. It's their safe space and a place for their heat.

It had me puffing my chest with pride all week because that's where I’ve been sleeping. With Snow in her room, in her nest. The guys have been pouting ever since.

Heats, that’s another crazy thing we’ve learned about. I guess omegas go into heat around their twenty-first birthday. It’s astate they go into when they’re ready to breed. Breed! Like some kind of animal.

The shade of red Snow’s cheeks turned was adorable as we both sat there when Dallas explained as much as he could to Snow about what she was.

Pretty much Snow is going to become a needy, feral little thing that will want sex. And knots.

Even poor Dallas looked uncomfortable explaining what a knot was. Henry, Sullivan, and Sterling were having a field day with it, laughing like giddy schoolboys.

Snow whispered to me, asking how the hell it was going to fit, causing me to laugh. I felt bad, but the poor girl looked horrified at the thought.

Since then, things have been interesting between Snow and the guys. I’m not sure how they acted with one another before I got there, but given the conversation from the first night and the fact that Snow had no idea these guys wanted her romantically, I’d say the flirty eyes and stolen smiles with them are new.

It’s cute to observe.

I thought I’d be more jealous, but I’m not. Things between Snow and I are new; it’s unconventional, seeing how I’m technically her stepmom. Something I’d really rather forget if it were up to me.

But the fact is, I love her. She’s everything to me. She gave me hope when I didn’t think I had any left in me. She makes my day brighter and better. Just being around her makes me happy to be alive.

The guys had taken care of her, gave her a place to stay, and showed her nothing but kindness while I couldn’t be there for her. Add in the fact they’re fated mates... I shouldn’t try and take that away from her. I’d never make her choose.

And the guys aren't all that bad. I mean Gabe needs to pull the stick from his ass, but the rest are pretty cool.

Brady is the quietest, a bashful little thing. It’s adorable to watch him get all flustered over Snow. This seven foot tall beast of a man shy over a tiny little thing.

They’re all at work right now, something they don’t enjoy doing since what happened with Snow.

We’re all on high alert. But with Snow’s father thinking she’s dead, they have no reason to come looking. However, we’ve agreed to stay in the house, with the door locked, and not to answer it for anyone.

Dallas is afraid that if they stop working in the mines, it will draw the attention of the king and that’s not what anyone wants. Nothing can seem out of place.

They asked how long it would take for the King to notice I was gone and when he would come looking for me, but I assured everyone I had a plan put in place.

On my bedside table is a letter. A letter that says I’ve run away, far away, where no one can find me. That being queen wasn’t for me and that I couldn’t do it anymore.

They wouldn’t come looking for me around here, thinking I’m oceans away with money they believe I’ve stashed away.

I got props for that one from Gabe. That’s the only nice thing he’s said to me.

I don’t think he likes me very much, but I just think he’s jealous because Snow likes me just a little bit more than the rest of them. But he can kiss my ass because I met her first.

It rained last night, and those six filthy fuckers made a mess of this place coming in here all wet and full of mud.

So, Snow and I spend the day cleaning. I don’t mind, really. We have the music blasting, and we are both singing along while stealing glances at one another, smiling like fools when we get caught.

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