Page 20 of The Knot Before Christmas

“What. The. Fuck. Is. This?” he snarls, chunks of snow falling from his coat.

The look in his eyes as he stares into my soul is promising nothing good.

Nick’s made it known that he can’t wait to break me. Well, the jokes on him, I’m not easily broken.

Bring it on, big guy. If we’re going to be trapped here together, I’m going to need something to keep me entertained.

Chapter 6

Will

I should have known this wasn’t going to end well when Nick got home. I almost told Ian we should wrap this up and head to bed before he got back. Too late now.

“Nick,” I groan as I move to stand from the couch.

“Don’t fucking ‘Nick’ me,” he growls, anger rising in his voice. “What the fuck is this? You're all sitting around, watching a movie like some big happy pack?”

“What else are we going to do?” I ask. “Sit around and do nothing? There's a TV and movies, why not fill our time with something entertaining?”

“She’s supposed to be locked upstairs.” He slams the door shut and shrugs off his jacket.

“For what?” Nova asks. I groan at the tone she uses. This isn’t going to go over well. “So I can sit up there and twiddle my thumbs?”

Nick’s lip pulls back. “I should have left the tape on your damn mouth.”

“Or maybe you could put some on yours?” She raises a brow, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl and eating it, while staring into his eyes.Oh, Nova, you're just adding fuel to the fire.

I should say something. I should stop her. But I don’t. If she wants to poke the bear, she’s going to have to deal with the consequences and learn that Nick is not the one to fuck with. Woman or not. Omega or not.

A growl rumbles in his chest as he glares at her. He looks seconds away from strangling her. This is not good.

“Watch your fucking mouth, Omega,” he snaps as he takes a step forward.

“Nick.” I get up, and put a hand on his chest. “Don’t. It’s not worth it. She didn’t do anything.”

His eyes dart over to our little brother who’s sitting next to Nova. I look down and groan when I see his hand on her thigh... like he’s claiming possession of her. Fuck.

“What the hell, Ian?” Nick spits.

“She’s my scent match, Nick,” Ian declares. “You can’t expect me not to want her.”

“Want her, sure. My cock would love to be buried inside her sweet little cunt too. But to sit next to her, be all buddy-buddy with her? You do know we’re not keeping her, right?”

Nova huffs, putting the bowl of popcorn on the table. “Stop acting like I’m not right here!” she snaps. “Keep me? I’m not a fucking dog, you know. No one’s keeping me, because I don’t belong to anyone. Also, your dick isn’t coming anywhere near me. So dream on with that one.”

Nick’s lips curve into a cruel smile as he pushes me to the side and walks the few steps it takes to get to Nova. Unease flickers through me as he towers over and grins down at her.

He’s acting like he hates her, but we can all smell the want in the air. It’s coming off us in waves at this point. Nova smells so damn tempting. It’s taken everything I have in me to keep my hands to myself all night.

I want her. I hate that I want her. But I’m not going to touch her. Because Nick is right. She’s not ours. At least not right now. It’s going to fuck with our whole plan, which we had set in place for years now. We want to be out from under our father’s thumb. If he finds out we have an Omega, he’s going to try to pull us back in for sure.

No. We need to find a way to get her out of our lives. When we leave here, she’s not coming with us.

I fucking hate the nauseous feeling that hits me just thinking of it.

“That's where you're wrong, Little Joyrider.” He laughs deeply. “We’re your scent matches. Meaning you can’t live without us. But you see, we can easily live without you. Sure, it might make us a little angry to be apart from you, but being knot deep in a few Omegas will make that feeling go away. Once your next heat hits, you’ll need to put yourself in a fucking coma if you don’t want to die. Isn’t it lovely how biology works?”

Her eyes flash with anger and hurt. Sometimes the shit Nick says is a little bit too much. We don’t disrespect women. Hell, we love women. We’ve been dreaming about having an Omega once we get our lives together.

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