Page 42 of My Knotty Mountain Men

My life.

Chapter 13

Thomas

“Babe, you're being creepy.” Nolan’s soft chuckle sounds from behind me as he wraps his arms around my waist. He presses a kiss to my shoulder, then leans his cheek against it.

“I am not,” I mutter, placing my hands over his, where they rest against my stomach.

“You watched her most of last night, then again since you woken up.”

Yesterday was a whirlwind.

For the past three months, we’ve all been miserable, each of us dealing with Violet’s leaving in different ways—Aiden being the one who took it the worst.

There were a few times I couldn’t help but wonder if our pack was going to make it. I felt Aiden drifting away, and it killed me because I felt like I lost more than just Violet. I didn’t blame him or resent him for how this affected him, I understood because I felt the pain too.

That didn’t make it any easier, though.

The only thing that's kept me from going down a dark path was Nolan. Even though I know he was hurting, he took care of us, stayed strong and hopeful, and kept me from getting sucked under.

Then, yesterday, we were graced with the miracle we were all hoping for. Our Omega came back. And she wasn’t alone.

The pure and utter joy I felt at not only seeing, touching, and smelling her, but then also finding out we were going to be dads was indescribable. It took everything in me not to get down on my knees, hug her at the waist, and sob like a baby in both relief that she was back and joy that she’s pregnant.

We were positive Sylvia scared her off. Not knowing any of her information, like her last name or where she was from, made it feel like we were looking for a needle in a haystack.

Aiden even resorted to breaking into the cabin to try and find any information he could get on her, but the silent alarm was triggered, and the cops came and dragged him away.

Thankfully, we knew the cop, Jerry, and he let Aiden off with a warning.

He was tempted to go right back there, but Nolan stopped him. I think he only listened because he didn’t want to cause Nolan any more pain than he was already in. I could see the guilt in Aiden’s eyes every time he saw Nolan and me together. He wanted to be with us—to hold us, kiss us, and just be together, but he couldn’t. We don’t resent him for feeling like that.

I just pray that with Violet back things will change.

I miss my man. I miss touching him, tasting his lips, feeling him inside me.

These two men mean the world to me, I love them more than anyone else in the world. But there’s room for our Omega. Violet is what we needed, we just didn’t see how much until she was gone.

“Can you blame me for wanting to watch over her?” I murmur. “I feel like if my eyes aren't on her at all times, then the moment I look away, she’ll be gone again.” An aching feeling forms in my chest.

Fear of losing her again has been growing since the moment we came home last night.

We hung out at her cabin with her friends for the day, and when it got late, we were more than ready to sleep over there because there was no way the three of us would leave her. Not after just getting her back.

The devil himself couldn’t drag me away.

Thankfully, Violet suggested we come back to our place as she felt like the cabin was a little bit crowded for the seven of us.

I know Aiden and I both appreciated her offer to come over because as much as we like her friends, being so close to another Alpha right now was starting to irritate us, even if they are all good women.

Nothing against Jenny, but our Alpha instincts were screaming at us to grab our Omega and run—to bring her home and lock her away so she could never leave us again. So no one else could have her.

Knowing Jenny is so close to her, probably fulfilling that Alpha role for Violet for a while now, has jealousy building inside me, and by the look in Aiden’s eyes, he feels the same way.

Violet might not have noticed, but having another Omega around her Alphas, caused Violet to battle her own tinge of jealousy. It was subtle, probably not something anyone else noticed, but because I couldn’t keep my eyes off her, watching her closely. I saw it all.

Anytime Rylee laughed too hard or smiled too wide at something one of us said or did, her eyes would flash, and she would lick her lips as she stared at her friend, jaw ticking.

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