Page 1 of My Knotty Mountain Men

Chapter 1

Violet

Pressing the video button beside Jenny’s name, I only have to wait two rings before her face pops up on the screen. “Hey, bitch! Where are you?”

“Snow Valley. I’m at the local grocery store, picking some stuff up so I can stock the cabin. It’s still a half hour away. What the hell do you girls want me to get for food?”

I slowly scan the shelves, grabbing things that look good.

“Doesn’t matter to me. You know we’re not picky.” She narrows her eyes. “But you better get healthy shit, Letty. None of that junk.” It’s like she can read my mind.

Dropping the box of cookies into the cart, I roll my eyes at my Alpha friend. She’s notmyAlpha, but she’s my best friend and can’t help but make sure I’m taken care of. I stopped trying to tell her she didn’t have to a long time ago because she wouldn’t hear it.

“You’re no fun,” I tease, sticking my tongue out.

She chuckles. “Oh, trust me, this trip is going to be amazing. Christmas in that awesome cabin, skiing, a week of drinking with my best girls, I can’t wait!”

“Same!” I grin. “But really, what the hell do I get for all of you?”

“Just buy whatever it takes to make your favorite meals, but enough for four people. We will eat whatever you like.”

“Fine, but don’t complain to me if we’re eating every version of chicken you can think of.” I grin playfully, wiggling my eyebrows.

She groans. “Letty, if you keep eating chicken for every meal, you’re going to turn into one.”

“Sorry?” I ask before I start clucking like a chicken. “I don’t know what you mean.” I cluck a few more times.

“You’re impossible.” She chuckles. “Go, be safe. See you in a few days.”

“Byeeeee.” I hang up, shoving my phone into my pocket. I continue down the aisle, and after a few seconds, I’m lost in my own head.

This trip is meant to be a single-girls-get-away with my best friends. I flew in from Southern California to Colorado a few days early to get the cabin ready before the others arrived.

We’re all teachers at Calling Wood University and are ready for a much-needed vacation.

Jenny is an Alpha, the leader of our little friend group. She mostly teaches Alphas and has been constantly complaining about how she needs to get away from all the Alpha energy.

Jenna is a Beta guard. She’s only able to come on this trip because she’s in between Omegas right now.

Rylee is an Omega, she teaches art.

And I run the heat program at the school and am in charge of everything Omega related.

We all need this vacation for our own reasons. But the one thing we all have in common is that we’re single.

I’m a twenty-eight-year-old single Omega... who presented but never went through a heat, not once in the past seven years.

I’ve done everything from joining the single-pack program to meeting packs online. But nothing has been the right fit. Most of the Alphas have been wonderful, but they weren’t for me. As time went on, no one could find an answer as to why I’ve never gone into heat, so my doctors and therapist chalked it up as a result to me repressing the trauma from my past.

My parents passed away when I was eighteen. As devastating as that was, I still have no idea why it would cause me to miss my heats.

Lost in my own mind, I don’t see the man coming around the corner until I crash my cart into him.

“Shit, sorry!” I rush out, pulling my cart back.

The man chuckles, running a hand through his golden brown locks as he holds my cart steady with the other hand.

“It’s fine. I shouldn’t round the corner so tight. It’s my fault.”

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