Page 83 of Knot the Alphas' Feral Omega

I swallowed hard, my hand flexing in Killian’s as he walked us toward the little copse of trees at the edge of the property. I couldn’t stop myself from glancing over my shoulder at Emmett and Oliver, who were following closely behind.

The full moon shone overhead, and I could feel the magic of my shift tingling under my skin. It made me shiver with each bare-footed step we took towards the trees.

We weren’t werewolves; our shift didn’trelyon the moon. But pack runs under the light of the full moon were a great bonding opportunity, and...

Well, for me, it meant something even more, too. This was the first time I would be shifting since I’d returned from the rehab facility and hadn’t been able to control it.

I licked my lips, my toes flexing in the grass underneath my feet as the four of us stopped outside the trees. Killian and Emmett immediately began stripping, with Killian offering me a roguish wink as he took his clothes off, but I hesitated.

Oliver came up next to me, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me up close to him. He smiled down at me, and my heart fluttered a little as I offered him a small smile in return.

He’d been more affectionate with me since the day we’d spent together...and the night. It would have been a little startling if I hadn’t gotten to know Oliver fairly well over the past weeks—the nearly complete one-eighty of his entire attitude towards me was nothing less than I would have expected from him once he’d decided I was worthy of being trusted.

If I’d learned anything about Oliver, it was that he did things with his whole chest, and when he committed to something, hecommitted. He had done it when he had so soundly rejected me, and he was doing it again now that he’d decided he would make it up to me.

It was a heady sensation—his affection and attention—and I felt the weight of it now as he looked down at me, his fingers tracing little circles on my waist.

“You okay?” he asked softly, leaning down to nuzzle against the top of my head.

I leaned into him, the warmth of his support and his scent in my nose mixing the signals in my head yet again. Emotionally, I was ready for this—I wasenjoyingthis. But physically and hormonally, my body was still struggling. My blood pressure still spiked at times, making my head spin, and it had taken almostthirty seconds to get my feet underneath me after Oliver had surprised me in the kitchen the other morning and nearly made me pass out.

He was trying, though, and so was I.

“I think so,” I said quietly. I knew the other two could hear me—one of the perks of wolf ears—but they were polite enough not to say anything as they finished stripping down and prepared for their shift.

Oliver nodded, his cheek rubbing against the top of my head. “We’ll all be right there for you, princess. I promise.”

His voice was low and fervent, and I knew he meant every word he said. I would have known that even without the sincerity pulsing through the growing bond in my chest, but it still helped.

I let out a low, shaky sigh, then nodded, pulling away from Oliver. “Okay.”

I quickly stripped down, a tingle of arousal flooding me when Oliver’s eyes darkened as he looked at me, and I could feel the weight of my other alphas’ attention on me, as well. When I finally got naked, I didn’t look away from Oliver as he stripped down in front of me, too, dropping his clothes in an unceremonious heap before stretching his arms up and over his head, entirely shameless in his nudity.

He was beautiful. And when I glanced over my shoulder and saw Emmett and Killian both waiting patiently for us, they were beautiful, too.

The way they all looked at me, their eyes raking down my form, made me feel powerful, beautiful and wanted. It made me feel like I could accomplish anything, no matter what my psyche said or told me.

A slow smile spread across my lips, and I looked up, closing my eyes as I lifted my face towards the moon. Though it was a warm night, a light breeze ruffled my hair and made goosebumps rise on my skin. I shivered, then opened my eyes to look at each of my alphas in turn.

I didn’t say anything, didn’t speak, didn’t do anything.

I just shifted, letting my wolf out to play for the first time in weeks.

The second my paws hit the ground, my alphas followed me, shifting as well. Killian pranced around, his wolf all long legs, green eyes, and dark fur, and he tossed back his head and howled before he walked over to me and bumped his head up against the side of mine. I snorted in a rough wolf laugh, and then I looked over at Oliver and Emmett as they approached me as well.

Oliver’s wolf was large and powerful, just like he was in human form, his fur sandy and his blue eyes so intense that they glowed in the moonlight. Emmett’s fur was chocolate, his eyes dark and quiet, and he looked at me with a soft knowing before he leaned forward and touched the tip of his wet nose to mine, lending me his strength in this moment that felt so vulnerable for me.

The three of them surrounded me, and I let out a low whine as I closed my eyes and ducked my head. Not because I didn’t likethe attention, of course, but because everything inside me...wasso much.

A tiny part of me wanted to panic—that innate, animal part of me that remembered what had happened the last time I was in this form. My limbs trembled with the effort it took to stay still, but more than that...

I wanted to be here. Being in this form with my alphas only proved it to me.

I chuffed and then danced away from the three of them, my paws light on the grass. In this form, I could feel everything so much more intensely, and when I lifted my head to sniff and let out a low howl, I could smell everything, too.

The sweetness of the grass, the damp earth, the soft floral scent of the flowers that dotted the ground under the trees, the distinct scents of my alphas behind me—all of it flooded my senses, and my wolf wantedmore.

Without waiting for permission, I took off. As I ran, my paws were light against the ground, and I heard the three crashing bodies behind me, making no secret of their pursuit.

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