Page 26 of Knot So Broken

It's euphoric. Addicting.

I long to sink my teeth into the other side of her neck like Jax did.

Jealousy of not having that connection with her rages inside of me but I push it down. I’m happy for my brother.

I know that my time will come.

Right now, another bond is the last thing she needs. She needs to feel safe. “Come on, love. I’ll show you to your room,” I say as I turn my back. “Wait, room?” Kennedy mutters. I hear ruffling from behind me followed by the sound of stumbling and a curse.

“Theo, wait. What do you mean by ‘my room’?”

I turn back around, grabbing Kennedy as she falls into my chest.

She looks up at me, eyes wide like prey in the presence of its predator. Maybe that's what we are.

“I mean, Little Omega, you will be living here now.”

Her mouth drops and she stutters.

“But… I… wha… Theo?” She looks up at me like I will give her all the answers. She isn’t wrong because I will. And fuck if that doesn’t fill me with a sense of overwhelming pride.

My Omega needs me. Needs me to be her saviour. To protect her. To guide her. To be hers.

The world could crumble around me but with her in my arms, none of it would matter. “Can you please try and trust us? We just want tolook after you.” I let my emotions show on my face, allowing her to see everything I feel rather than just telling her.

I let her see just how much I adore her already. How committed I am to protecting her. To ensure that she never has to worry about her safety ever again.

And how desperately I want her to be mine too.

She looks at me so intently, to the point I start to feel self-conscious. I don’t know what eventually does it for her but after what feels like forever, she eventually nods. I grace her with a smile and take a step back from her.

I snake my hand into hers. She laces her fingers in between mine.

The Duran Manor has been in my family for generations. Ever since Vadena was founded, my however distant grandfather ensured that we had an estate in Eastwood Heights.

In our family, once the eldest son turns eighteen, he inherits the Manor and the many responsibilities that come with it.

Just like my father, I moved my pack mates in with me the moment I took over. Even after all this time, it is strange to not see my mothers things where they used to be for so many years. But as I walk up the stairs to the second floor, I can already see Kennedy filling the spaces with the things she loves.

It's insane how quickly things move when you meet your scent match. In one way, it's a relief. All the guesswork is taken out of it.

But, I know that she is mine.

We were made for each other by some higher force.

In another, it's also terrifying. I don’t want to fail her. Because by the sounds of it, she has been failed her whole life.

Her father let her down. No doubt her mother did as well.

Her teachers, her peers. Fuck, society as a whole has let her down. I refuse to be the next person that does that to her.

I’m terrified that I won’t live up to that expectation she has of who her Alphas should be. Will my life scare her? Will that be too much for her? Will she run? The idea that who I am, a person who I can’t not be would be a deal breaker has me already feeling sick. I know I will have to come clean to her. To tell her my truth.

If I want to be that person for her, the one I so desperately want to be, telling her everything is the only way I know that I will be able to keep her.

I know Ledger wouldn’t hesitate to handcuff her to her bed for the rest of her life just to make sure she stays put.

I want her to want to be here though. I want her to want me.

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