Page 6 of The Knot Before Christmas

“That's what I said.”

Nick shoots a glare at Ian.

“What!” His eyes widen. “I thought we could switch it up a bit.”

I shake my head at the three crazy Alphas. I’m not getting malicious vibes from them, so there's that. Or maybe I’m just a really, really bad judge of character.

For the next ten minutes, I call every hotel in town, and each of them tells me the same thing. They’re sold out for the week, because of the winter festival starting tomorrow. I can’t believe I forgot about that. It’s normally when the bar gets super crazy busy.

“Damn it,” I sigh, leaning my head back against the headrest, closing my eyes as I do.

“No luck?” Nick asks.

“No. Every place in town is booked.”

“You can come back with us,” Ian chimes in.

“Like fuck she can.” Nick snaps, making me jump at his sudden change in demeanor.

“Nick, we can’t just fucking leave her out in the cold for the night. She’s an Omega. Do you know how many fucking creeps would jump at the chance to scoop her up off the street and hurt her!” Ian snaps back.

“That settles it, she’s coming with us,” Will growls and fuck me, because I’m reminded that these guys are Alphas.

They’ve seemed so level-headed and nice so far. But now I’m wondering...

“You know what, I’m just... gonna go.” I unbuckle my seatbelt and begin to open the door. The van is still running, just sitting parked on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, but now I’m starting to think I’d rather just take my chances out there.

“Nova, wait.” Nick grabs my arm as the door opens. A gust of wind dances its way into the van, and then it hits me. A smell that has my belly in knots, my heart racing faster than reindeer can run, and my pussy gushing.

“No,” I whimper. “No,” it’s all I can say as I stare wide-eyed at the Alpha, who’s looking at me like he wants to eat me for supper.

And by the growls coming from within the van followed by hushed curses, it’s not only Nick I need to worry about.

“Mine!” Nick snarls, his eyes feral as he pulls me back into the van.

One thing’s for sure: I didn’t expect to end my day finding three scent matches, who I think are about to kidnap me for real. But here we are.

I should have just kept fucking walking.

Merry fucking Christmas to me.

Chapter 2

Nick

“What did we do? What the hell did we do?!” Ian is in a full-blown freak out right now, and I can’t blame him; I fucked up big time.

“I’m sorry!” I run my hands through my hair, grabbing handfuls and tugging hard enough that it hurts.

“You fucking tied her up!” Will shouts, tossing his hand toward the Omega, who is bound with ribbon and gagged with colorful Christmas tape. Her bright blue eyes are glaring at me with pure venom.

“I panicked,” I snap. “I got one fucking whiff of her, and I don’t know... I blacked out or some shit. I didn’t know what I was doing until it was done.”

“We have to untie her, let her go,” Ian urges, taking a step forward. I wrap my hand around his arm and yank him back.

Stepping forward, I get into his face. “Do. Not. Touch. Her,” I snap. It comes out in a low, dangerous, rumbling growl. One that I’ve never used on my brothers before. I shouldn’t feel this possessive over her. I’ve known her for all of an hour. The damn woman tried to drive off with our van. And then I repaid her by kidnapping her. Fuck, that’s what this is, isn’t it?

“If we let her go, she’s going to go to the cops. We wouldn’t have enough time to get all this shit out of here, and everything we’ve done would be for nothing. Hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of product we wouldn’t see a penny for.”

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