“She’s going to mix things up, hmm?” Lachlan chuckles, and I nod. I don’t know why Caelum decided to have her move inwith us, but I’m glad he did. I meant it when I said it would be nice to have another Omega around. Especially since I’ve been struggling with my instincts a lot.

They’ve always given me a hard time, but lately… I feel like I can’t tell what’s instinct versus desperation.

Like right now. The memory of Harlow’s scent, plus Lachlan being so close… It’s all too much. I’m ready to climb Lach like he’s a fucking tree, and I’m a feral squirrel.

Caelum will soothe some of the ache, once he realizes how great my need is, but there will still be a needy little void inside me that wishes Lachlan were there too…

I fell for Cae first. Easily. I’ve loved him since we were too young to understand what love really is. Cae’s Alpha presented first, then I perfumed, next was Harlow… That was a hard day.

Not because I was jealous, but because I found myself drawn to her scent. As a teen, that was very confusing. Especially because everything else about my life was already confusing.

Omegas don’t fall for other Omegas…or so I had always been told.

But maybe they had just never gotten a lungful of chocolate and strawberry? Fucking intoxicating. Last to present was Lachlan. At the time, he was dating an Omega who was a year older. She was nice, I guess.

But she only confused my instincts more. Why was I drawn to Harlow, but Lachlan’s girlfriend made me want to claw her eyes out?

Just the thought of her being the one moving in down the hall has my hackles rising, and a growl slipping from my throat.

Lach tenses beside me, dipping his head to get a better look at me.

“You alright, Quin?” he asks, tipping my chin up with his finger. I nod, but don’t speak, worried I’ll reveal my need forhim. He must feel me through the bond, though. Does he know I’m needy for Harlow too?

Has he always known?

In high school, I used to sneak off to look for her, just to try and get a few moments to myself with her. She smelled so good and soothed my Omega instincts.

The first time Caelum fucked me was at our combined high school graduation parties. Lachlan and his then girlfriend were fighting about something… They fought a lot in the end.

And Harlow was there. She seemed sad and lonely. But it was a pool party. She was in this damn bikini that made every coherent thought I’d ever had erase itself from my brain.

I swallow just from the memory of her perfect breasts in those triangles. Omegas go into their first heats shortly after turning eighteen, and mine was due any time, since I’d been eighteen for weeks.

Harlow is only two weeks younger than I am, and her scent had changed by then too. Fuck, one look at her, and I was slick and hard.

Caelum noticed and dragged me away from the party and up to his bedroom.

It was hot and fucking perfect.

He never brought up what made me so needy that day… Thank fuck.

“You like her?” I ask, Lachlan still assessing me, his finger under my chin.

Lachlan lifts his brow, but doesn’t answer. His bond responds, though. I can feel his sparks of curiosity and desire, even before the honeyed scent of plum reaches me.

“Who doesn’t like Harlow?” He shrugs, and I roll my eyes at his non answer.

“If you did like her, it wouldn’t be a problem.” I clear my throat and step out from under the arm of my Alpha. He’s mine,but… He must be horny? Every time Cae and I fuck, I can feel him through the bond. I know it turns him on.

“Because you like her too?” he asks, not letting me flee, as he follows close behind me.

“Goodnight! I’ll see you tomorrow!” I squeak, disappearing into my bedroom.

Cae is spread out across the bed, naked. His hands propped under his head, eyes closed.

He looks so fucking good. His cock is hard, the knot at the base already swelling.

“Is there something you need from me, Omega? What were you getting up to in Harlow’s room, huh?” The devilish smirk that slides into place challenges my ability to make conversation. Low’s presence and Lach’s touch already struck the match.