Page 8 of The Knot Before Christmas

Just because I told my brothers to keep their hands off her doesn’t mean I’m going to. No, I plan on having my fun with this Omega before we leave. It’s been far too long since my knot has been buried deep inside a warm, wet cunt.

The fact that she’s my scent match just makes me want her more. But not in the way most would. I don’t want to make her mine, to treat her like a queen, or offer her the world.

No, I want to use her, watch her come apart on my knot, and then have her beg me for more.

It’s going to take some work, but I’ll break her.

Nova

Trip and his cheating ass sound pretty damn good right about fucking now. This can not be happening.

How the hell did I get kidnapped? That asshole is right; I should have just hopped out of the van and booked it.

But no, they seemed nice, and the idea of not walking in the cold was tempting. I’d take frostbitten toes over being fucking tied up with ribbons, and my mouth taped up, any day.

I’m equal parts filled with fear and anger. It also hasn’t quite sunk in that these assholes are my scent match, and I’ll try to avoid it as long as I can. Because, like fucking hell, I’m going be tied to these criminals.

I’m the most worried about Nick. He seemed nice back in the van, they all did. But I see it now, it was all an act.Of course, it was.They’re fucking felons. And I’d bet money that they lied about breaking into people’s houses, and they’ve probably killed a few people too.

Okay, Nova, relax. Let’s not get ourselves worked up into a panic attack right now. Stay level-headed, clear your mind.

Kind of hard when this damn closed-up house is making my nose run, therefore making it hard to breathe.

I haven’t taken my eyes off Ian and Will, who are huddled together by the fridge, whispering harshly to each other. I can’t make out what they're saying through the rising panic.

“Alright, Little Joyrider, up we go.” Nick strides into the room and right to me. He doesn’t miss a beat before he’s tossing me over his shoulder. I start to struggle, not doing very much damage with my lack of mobility, as I scream against the tape.

He ignores me and carries me up the rickety steps, each one groaning under his weight. This house is a safety hazard.

“You're in luck, Omega. Looks like the people who lived here before were into some pretty fucked up shit, and one of the rooms has a lock on the door. We don’t even have to babysit you. We can lock you up all by yourself.”

My heart pounds in my chest, and I know he can smell the fear coming off me in waves. I’m trying to hold it together, to not let them see me break, but holy hell, this has been the worst day of my entire life.

Nick steps into a room, taking a few strides before tossing me onto something soft, and I land on my side. Crouching down, he pulls me into a sitting position.

“Lucky for you, we have a spare, clean bed.” He reaches up and rips the tape off my mouth.

“Ouch!” I hiss, my lips stinging.

“Now, say thank you.” Nick chuckles.

I glare at him before spitting in his face. The glop lands solidly on his cheek. He closes his eyes, chest heaving as he slowly wipes it off his face. When he opens them again, I can’t help the small whimper that leaves me.

His tongue runs over his teeth as he takes a deep breath.

“Just for that, I’m leaving you tied up.” He pushes me back over, making me flop to the side.

“Fuck you! You fucking bastard! Let me go!” I scream as he stands up and walks out of the room. He closes the door behind him, and when the lock clicks shut, my heart sinks.

Fear fills my veins, and now that no one can see me, I let the tears fall onto the bed below me.

Chapter 3

Ian

My leg bounces because my nerves are shot. I don’t know how Will and Nick could be so cold about all of this. I know an Omega was the last thing any of us wanted or expected. And we sure as hell weren’t planning on finding our scent match last night. But the reality of the situation is, we did.

There’s an Omega upstairs who is scared and tied up. And Nick just left her there like that. He commanded us not to go in there until he got back from his run into town. But he’s been gone all morning. We can’t leave her locked up there. She has to need the bathroom by now. And I am not cleaning up piss.

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